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Lo que observo más allá de la imagen
Me encanta esta foto porque captura la esencia total del otoño canadiense. Se ve a un gatito blanco y negro supertierno, perdido entre un montón de ramas y hojas secas, con esos colores rojizos y naranjas típicos de la época. Pero lo mejor es la cara que tiene: se le ve supertranquilo, con esos ojazos color ámbar, mientras mordisquea la punta de una hoja roja. Es como si estuviera probando a qué sabe el otoño.
Lo que me hace sentir la Imagen
Ver esta foto me toca la fibra sensible; es pura ternura. Hay algo en lo frágil que se ve el gatito en medio del paisaje que te despierta, esas ganas instintivas de querer cuidarlo. Además, la luz y esos colores cálidos transmiten una paz increíble, casi nostálgica. Me hace pensar en esa curiosidad inocente que teníamos de niños y que con la rutina se nos olvida. Es una imagen que, de verdad, me abraza el corazón y me relaja.
La Anécdota Detrás de la imagen
El primer otoño de Oliver
Oliver no tenía idea de lo que era el colorido otoño. Siendo tan chico, solo conocía lo seguro: su cama y el plato de comida. Pero vio la puerta trasera entreabierta y salió a investigar.
El frío le erizó el pelaje blanco y negro enseguida. Afuera todo había cambiado: en vez de pasto verde, había una alfombra de hojas que hacía ruido al pisar. Oliver avanzaba hundiéndose un poco, saltando de vez en cuando por el sonido seco de las hojas.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
Llegó hasta unos troncos apilados y subió con esfuerzo hasta la cima. Allí encontró una hoja de arce roja. En lugar de atacarla como a un juguete, frenó en seco. Acercó la nariz, olió la humedad de la tierra y puso la pata encima con mucho cuidado. Apenas mordió el borde.
Me quedé mirándolo a lo lejos, conteniendo la respiración. Verlo así, con esos ojos dorados reflejando la luz, fue único. Él no sabía que lo miraba, claro. Para Oliver solo existía ese instante: él, la hoja y el viento dándole la bienvenida.
Lo que observo más allá de la imagen
Me encanta esta foto porque captura la esencia total del otoño canadiense. Se ve a un gatito blanco y negro supertierno, perdido entre un montón de ramas y hojas secas, con esos colores rojizos y naranjas típicos de la época. Pero lo mejor es la cara que tiene: se le ve supertranquilo, con esos ojazos color ámbar, mientras mordisquea la punta de una hoja roja. Es como si estuviera probando a qué sabe el otoño.
Lo que me hace sentir la Imagen
Ver esta foto me toca la fibra sensible; es pura ternura. Hay algo en lo frágil que se ve el gatito en medio del paisaje que te despierta, esas ganas instintivas de querer cuidarlo. Además, la luz y esos colores cálidos transmiten una paz increíble, casi nostálgica. Me hace pensar en esa curiosidad inocente que teníamos de niños y que con la rutina se nos olvida. Es una imagen que, de verdad, me abraza el corazón y me relaja.
La Anécdota Detrás de la imagen
El primer otoño de Oliver
Oliver no tenía idea de lo que era el colorido otoño. Siendo tan chico, solo conocía lo seguro: su cama y el plato de comida. Pero vio la puerta trasera entreabierta y salió a investigar.
El frío le erizó el pelaje blanco y negro enseguida. Afuera todo había cambiado: en vez de pasto verde, había una alfombra de hojas que hacía ruido al pisar. Oliver avanzaba hundiéndose un poco, saltando de vez en cuando por el sonido seco de las hojas.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
Llegó hasta unos troncos apilados y subió con esfuerzo hasta la cima. Allí encontró una hoja de arce roja. En lugar de atacarla como a un juguete, frenó en seco. Acercó la nariz, olió la humedad de la tierra y puso la pata encima con mucho cuidado. Apenas mordió el borde.
Me quedé mirándolo a lo lejos, conteniendo la respiración. Verlo así, con esos ojos dorados reflejando la luz, fue único. Él no sabía que lo miraba, claro. Para Oliver solo existía ese instante: él, la hoja y el viento dándole la bienvenida.
Cómo participar, aún estás a tiempo…
Una imagen vale más que mil palabras
Portada de la iniciativa.
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Dedicado a todos aquellos que contribuyen, día a día, a hacer de este planeta un mundo mejor.
What I see beyond the image
I love this photo because it perfectly captures the essence of Canadian autumn. It shows a super cute black and white kitten, lost among a pile of branches and dry leaves in those typical reddish and orange hues of the season. But the best part is its face: it looks so peaceful, with those big amber eyes, as it nibbles at the tip of a red leaf. It's as if it's tasting autumn itself.
What the Image Makes Me Feel
Seeing this photo touches me deeply; it's pure tenderness. There's something about the kitten's fragility amidst the landscape that awakens that instinctive desire to care for it. Furthermore, the light and those warm colors convey an incredible, almost nostalgic, peace. It makes me think of that innocent curiosity we had as children, which we forget with the daily grind. It's an image that truly warms my heart and relaxes me.
The Anecdote Behind It All
Oliver's first autumn.
Oliver had no idea what colorful autumn was. Being so small, he only knew what was safe: his bed and his food bowl. But he saw the back door ajar and went out to investigate.
The cold immediately made his black and white fur stand on end. Outside, everything had changed: instead of green grass, there was a carpet of leaves that crunched underfoot. Oliver trudged forward, sinking a little, occasionally jumping at the dry sound of the leaves.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
He reached some stacked logs and climbed with effort to the top. There he found a red maple leaf. Instead of attacking it like a toy, he stopped abruptly. He brought his nose close, smelled the dampness of the earth, and carefully placed his paw on it. He barely nipped at the edge.
I stood watching him from afar, holding my breath. Seeing him like that, with those golden eyes reflecting the light, was unique. He didn't know I was watching him, of course. For Oliver, only that instant existed: him, the leaf, and the wind welcoming him.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve time…
A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
Cover of the initiative.
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I am dedicated to all those who contribute daily to make our planet ɑ a better world.
Cómo participar, aún estás a tiempo…
Una imagen vale más que mil palabras
Portada de la iniciativa.
Dedicado a todos aquellos que contribuyen, día a día, a hacer de este planeta un mundo mejor.
What I see beyond the image
I love this photo because it perfectly captures the essence of Canadian autumn. It shows a super cute black and white kitten, lost among a pile of branches and dry leaves in those typical reddish and orange hues of the season. But the best part is its face: it looks so peaceful, with those big amber eyes, as it nibbles at the tip of a red leaf. It's as if it's tasting autumn itself.
What the Image Makes Me Feel
Seeing this photo touches me deeply; it's pure tenderness. There's something about the kitten's fragility amidst the landscape that awakens that instinctive desire to care for it. Furthermore, the light and those warm colors convey an incredible, almost nostalgic, peace. It makes me think of that innocent curiosity we had as children, which we forget with the daily grind. It's an image that truly warms my heart and relaxes me.
The Anecdote Behind It All
Oliver's first autumn.
Oliver had no idea what colorful autumn was. Being so small, he only knew what was safe: his bed and his food bowl. But he saw the back door ajar and went out to investigate.
The cold immediately made his black and white fur stand on end. Outside, everything had changed: instead of green grass, there was a carpet of leaves that crunched underfoot. Oliver trudged forward, sinking a little, occasionally jumping at the dry sound of the leaves.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
He reached some stacked logs and climbed with effort to the top. There he found a red maple leaf. Instead of attacking it like a toy, he stopped abruptly. He brought his nose close, smelled the dampness of the earth, and carefully placed his paw on it. He barely nipped at the edge.
I stood watching him from afar, holding my breath. Seeing him like that, with those golden eyes reflecting the light, was unique. He didn't know I was watching him, of course. For Oliver, only that instant existed: him, the leaf, and the wind welcoming him.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve time…
A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
Cover of the initiative.
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
I am dedicated to all those who contribute daily to make our planet ɑ a better world.
Dedicado a todos aquellos que contribuyen, día a día, a hacer de este planeta un mundo mejor.
What I see beyond the image
I love this photo because it perfectly captures the essence of Canadian autumn. It shows a super cute black and white kitten, lost among a pile of branches and dry leaves in those typical reddish and orange hues of the season. But the best part is its face: it looks so peaceful, with those big amber eyes, as it nibbles at the tip of a red leaf. It's as if it's tasting autumn itself.
What the Image Makes Me Feel
Seeing this photo touches me deeply; it's pure tenderness. There's something about the kitten's fragility amidst the landscape that awakens that instinctive desire to care for it. Furthermore, the light and those warm colors convey an incredible, almost nostalgic, peace. It makes me think of that innocent curiosity we had as children, which we forget with the daily grind. It's an image that truly warms my heart and relaxes me.
The Anecdote Behind It All
Oliver's first autumn.
Oliver had no idea what colorful autumn was. Being so small, he only knew what was safe: his bed and his food bowl. But he saw the back door ajar and went out to investigate.
The cold immediately made his black and white fur stand on end. Outside, everything had changed: instead of green grass, there was a carpet of leaves that crunched underfoot. Oliver trudged forward, sinking a little, occasionally jumping at the dry sound of the leaves.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
He reached some stacked logs and climbed with effort to the top. There he found a red maple leaf. Instead of attacking it like a toy, he stopped abruptly. He brought his nose close, smelled the dampness of the earth, and carefully placed his paw on it. He barely nipped at the edge.
I stood watching him from afar, holding my breath. Seeing him like that, with those golden eyes reflecting the light, was unique. He didn't know I was watching him, of course. For Oliver, only that instant existed: him, the leaf, and the wind welcoming him.
What I see beyond the image
I love this photo because it perfectly captures the essence of Canadian autumn. It shows a super cute black and white kitten, lost among a pile of branches and dry leaves in those typical reddish and orange hues of the season. But the best part is its face: it looks so peaceful, with those big amber eyes, as it nibbles at the tip of a red leaf. It's as if it's tasting autumn itself.
What the Image Makes Me Feel
Seeing this photo touches me deeply; it's pure tenderness. There's something about the kitten's fragility amidst the landscape that awakens that instinctive desire to care for it. Furthermore, the light and those warm colors convey an incredible, almost nostalgic, peace. It makes me think of that innocent curiosity we had as children, which we forget with the daily grind. It's an image that truly warms my heart and relaxes me.
The Anecdote Behind It All
Oliver's first autumn.
Oliver had no idea what colorful autumn was. Being so small, he only knew what was safe: his bed and his food bowl. But he saw the back door ajar and went out to investigate.
The cold immediately made his black and white fur stand on end. Outside, everything had changed: instead of green grass, there was a carpet of leaves that crunched underfoot. Oliver trudged forward, sinking a little, occasionally jumping at the dry sound of the leaves.
Imagen PROMPT de la iniciativa, cortesía de Pixabay.
He reached some stacked logs and climbed with effort to the top. There he found a red maple leaf. Instead of attacking it like a toy, he stopped abruptly. He brought his nose close, smelled the dampness of the earth, and carefully placed his paw on it. He barely nipped at the edge.
I stood watching him from afar, holding my breath. Seeing him like that, with those golden eyes reflecting the light, was unique. He didn't know I was watching him, of course. For Oliver, only that instant existed: him, the leaf, and the wind welcoming him.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve time…
A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
Cover of the initiative.
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
I am dedicated to all those who contribute daily to make our planet ɑ a better world.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve time…
A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
Cover of the initiative.
I am dedicated to all those who contribute daily to make our planet ɑ a better world.
A warmth feeling indeed
Nothing smells (and tastes) as good as Autumn. The little one will collect a lot of experience and for sure sleep well once back inside