tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71758728287228337832012-01-16T01:52:10.209-08:00Sasahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14669404594018530562noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7175872828722833783.post-33441966903815809172012-01-16T01:52:00.000-08:002012-01-16T01:52:10.214-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zw8DuYwSQzM/TxPy21Jr8CI/AAAAAAAABUI/YlJ_V8DrNuk/s1600/IMG_0388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zw8DuYwSQzM/TxPy21Jr8CI/AAAAAAAABUI/YlJ_V8DrNuk/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Tudi tisti posebni dan v letu izkoristimo za enga fajn Brdza, visoko na gori, na soncu. Kriška planina....nekateri pridejo sem z avtom, ostali gremo&nbsp;raje peš. Tako je Brd veliko bolj zaslužen.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7175872828722833783-3344196690381580917?l=brdz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sasahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14669404594018530562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7175872828722833783.post-34043822127078060172011-12-09T05:03:00.000-08:002011-12-13T05:29:47.435-08:00<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWDqrmcmfFw/TuIGwXTRfBI/AAAAAAAABT8/8cF9TReXLoo/s1600/krvavec.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWDqrmcmfFw/TuIGwXTRfBI/AAAAAAAABT8/8cF9TReXLoo/s320/krvavec.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Brdz, I call them. Which means birds. It all started by accident, I climbed on top of the mountain, where we started the photoshoot, and one of the poses was this bird. After that it became a tradition, instead of collecting stamps from mountain tops, I collect Brdz. <br /><br />Now they represent me, the pose is getting better and better.&nbsp;The Brdz became a part of my life. They are me, I am&nbsp;Brdz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7175872828722833783-3404382212707806017?l=brdz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sasahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14669404594018530562noreply@blogger.com0