Dvanajsti dan. Day twelve.

Danes sem sprva dolgo razmišljala, kakšno fotografijo bi lahko posnela na današnjo besedo. Potem sem se pa odpravila po navdih v naravo, to mešanico pomladi in sivega januarja. In nazadnje sem se odločila, da objavim dve fotografiji. Najprej je nastala tale: kljub toplim temperaturam je bilo ozračje precej megleno in sonce je le s težavo sililo skozi oblake, da sem na sebi komajda komajda začutila nekaj #šibkih sončnih žarkov.

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I was thinking for a long time about what photo I could possibly take considering today's word. I then decided to go looking for inspiration in nature, this melange of spring and grey January. Here are two photos. This one was taken first: despite the warm temperatures the atmosphere was foggy and the sun struggled its way through the clouds so that I barely barely felt some #weak sunrays on myself.

#šibek. #weak.

Drugo fotografijo sem posnela le par korakov pred domom, ker sem takoj, ko sem jo zagledala, pomislila: seveda, regratova lučka je #šibka! Le #šibek vetrič je potreben in ... že je ni več. Ali pa je vsepovsod.

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The second photo was taken only a few steps from home. As soon as I saw it, I thought: of course, a dandelion is #weak! It only needs a #weak wind and... It's gone. Or it's everywhere.

#šibek. #weak.