Kohtusime Omaha rannas rändel oleva väikekoovitajaga, kes oli üpris julge. Teda ei heidutanud ka rannas hullavad koerad.
We met a brave Whimbrel during the peregrination on Omaha beach. He was not even scared of the frisky dogs.
We met a brave Whimbrel during the peregrination on Omaha beach. He was not even scared of the frisky dogs.
Millegipärast meile tundus, et ta oli oma parvest maha jäänud teel Lõuna-Aafrikasse. Võib-olla olid liiva sisse peitunud krabid lihtsalt nii maitsvad, et ära lennata. Pildi saime niisiis Normanidas, Prantsusmaal.
Somehow we felt like he was left behind from the flock on the way to South-Africa. Maybe the sand crabs were too tasty to leave. The picture was thus taken in Normandy, France.
Somehow we felt like he was left behind from the flock on the way to South-Africa. Maybe the sand crabs were too tasty to leave. The picture was thus taken in Normandy, France.
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