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STORIES OF FROGS.

pond with frogs

San Marino Bentivoglio (Bo)

I made these shots in a hot afternoon of September, in a brief break from the work of art workshops in the nature trails.

Frogs if they were quiet to enjoy the last warm rays before sunset, and I along with the guys in the band expected to leave, after the unprecedented (at least for me) experience of cutting hemp.

Returning home, I covered the shots recorded and watching those with small frogs I remembered two songs, that the protagonists have to ...

Meanwhile the shore resounded throughout the croaking of frogs - the vigorous spirits of ancient wine drinkers and unrepentant trincatori cider, trying to sing a chorus (if I allow the nymphs of Walden 'image that, even though there are very few algae, there are frogs) who gladly gladly continue the habits of their old friendly tables, although now their voices have been fulfilled, hoarse and solemnly grave, and laughed at the fun and the wine has lost its taste making any liquid that fills their bellies, and not longer be the sweet intoxication, drowning the memory of the past, but only saturation, swelling aqueous visceral tension.

Adapted from Walden, or Life in the woods of HD Thoreau

The drought was big that summer in Osaka. It was no longer life for the frog from Osaka, who said, "Let Kyoto: there, at least, there is a beautiful landscape, and especially no water. "

But the drought had also hit Kyoto. It was no longer life for the Kyoto frog, which said: "We're going to Osaka: there, at least, there is a beautiful landscape, and especially no water."

The two frogs met half-way, on top of a mountain, and are told the reasons for the trip. Both are convinced from the top of the mountain to contemplate the subject desired, and their eyes bulged Dalat: the frog saw Kyoto Kyoto to Osaka Osaka saw!

Croak angrily. The Osaka frog said, "So how Kyoto is Osaka!" While the other said, "But then Osaka is like Kyoto."

And each returned to the place from which it came.

Taken from the cup and stick the stories told by Zen majesty Taisen Deshimaru