Day before yesterday I just got into my car and drove into the "wild blue yonder."
A little less than 100 km later I arrived at the mouth of the "Malta Tal," the Valley of the River Malta. And what a beautiful Valley it is. There are 5 or 6 waterfalls cascading from the sides of the mountains. Unfortunately, a photograph can only approximate the beauty of this place. But, being the intrepid explorer - picture taker I am, I shall try to give you an idea.
So come with me for this short adventure into "the Valley of the Malta"
The Birch trees have turned into a golden Yellow,
the coniferous trees, however, have remained faithful to their Green.
From the very center of this mountainside
a waterfall cascades.
Another Falls comes from atop this rock face.
The snow powdered tip peeks from above a layer of clouds.
Stubbornly clinging to the bare rock face,
a growth of blooming moss defends its right to exist.
Like lace, hiding the Bride's lovely face,
the Fall explodes into a million drops.
above: at 4.00 PM
below: at 4.30 PM
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