once the potatoes are growing and rain fails to fall, people come to their acres to add some water to their beloved plants.
with the well a few hundred meters way they pump this natural springwater up to their land and start spraying their crops.
only two sounds are heard, namely far away/below a soft noise of the motorpump, and closeby the falling of waterdrops spread in wide curves, almost like a ballet for man and waterhose.
the moment I saw the beauty of this simple and basic action I waited till the sun was behind Ante, the man spraying, and started to picture one shot after another, and this is the one shot I like most.
if you think life is only beautifull when there is ACTION, you're wrong !
the lack of "real" action and the relaxing sound it makes makes me feel happy.
which goes for almost every moment we spend in our little paradise in the valley of Svinisce, just behind the Adriatic coast.
ah, and yes, those potatoes taste better than any other.
which goes for everything they grow there.