Between the cracks of an old country road grew gooseberry, a small, unassuming plant with golden-yellow flowers. Nobody paid attention to it except the gosling that waddled past every day. It sat down next to the little plant and snickered softly, as if they were friends. Seasons came and went, but every spring goose chick faithfully returned. And the chick, now a proud goose, still greeted him. Because sometimes a small friendship is bigger than you think.
Drone pilot since 2018
Mainly from the Maritime sector
Also photography, nature images, buildings/ properties...
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