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A Little Owl rousing........
Birds rouse by raising their feathers away from the body, shaking them out, and rearranging them. Often this behavior is performed during grooming, after a bath, or just when the bird feels content and relaxed. Rousing clears the plumage of any debris or excess water, much like a dog that shakes its fur out.
When I came upon this Cormorant gazing out over the water at a local lake, I wondered if it was lonely or just liked hanging-out alone. I’ve found there is a difference.
"All by Myself" is a song by American singer-songwriter Eric Carmen. The most notable cover version of the song was recorded by Canadian singer Celine Dion in 1996.
(Sony a1, 200-600 @ 448 mm, 1/2500 @ f/6.3, ISO 5000, edited to taste)
Nirvana - „All apologies“
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba_08WWIWV8
What else should I be?
All apologies
What else could I say?
Everyone is gay
What else could I write?
I don′t have the right
What else should I be?
All apologies
In the sun
In the sun, I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
Married
Buried
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua sea foam shame
Sunburn freezer burn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun
In the sun, I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
Married
Married
Married
Buried
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
All alone is all we are
Haven't been out for a while with the ol' Canon, so I went through my archives, and thought I'd post an oldie goldie from the past.
Since it was a Canadian who invented basketball, this was my homage to James Naismith, and for all of those who shoot for the stars ;)
All my favorite colors (All my favorite colors) yes, ma’am
My sisters and my brothers (My sisters and my brothers)
See ’em like no other (See ’em like no other)
All my favorite colors (All my favorite colors)
I thought of my husband when I photographed this flower. He is a violin maker. This flower has its own beautiful scrolls. They remind me of the scrolls of his violins. Well, art imitates life all of the time. I like all types of art because art makes me feel and feeling is an essential part of being alive. A good day, afternoon, evening or night to all!
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music : I've seen all good people; your move
Une création faite sur la terrasse
Done outside on the patio at home
Rain drops gathering on a Nasturtium leaf, looks refreshing.
The fires over east are devastating, I have no words to describe the horror of it all.
I just hope those still in it can find the courage to prevail.
Took this image a while back which I call "All Polished Up". Looks as if the ladybug was just very nicely polished, like after you wash your car. You can also see the reflection of the blue sky.
Hope Y'all like it. Lol: Gasssman.
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This is the DRD Arctic Express. You can actually get the entire train from a gacha machine at the December Arcade, although the Engine, Coal Car, Railway Cars, and Railway Car Steps are all Rare items... so good luck with that. ;-)
What are you doing at the window? (asked softly one of the old ladies, whilst knitting a wool sock)
I'm listening... (the little girl replied)
Listening? To whom? (asked the other old lady... so surprised that she stopped crocheting the little snowflake and looked up at the girl)
To myself... and I'm waiting for the story... (whispered gently the little girl, still watching outside the window)
And what do you tell yourself? (continued the lady with the snowflake)
I like to think about what I did today and what I want to do tomorrow and all the other tomorrows... I'm telling a story where I am the hero... (and the little girl smiled and turned her gaze towards the old ladies... her grandmothers)...
All the other tomorrows? What do you mean with that? (asked the grandmother with the sock)
Other tomorrows... after tomorrow there is another tomorrow... and another one... and another one... other tomorrows (this time the girl was puzzled)
She expected that her grandmothers understood this... after all they have more yesterdays than her... you can see them in their hair... it's all white and grey... one has the color of the winter sky and the other has the hair white with golden accents, just like the golden fields from summer)
The old ladies were surprised... and once again silence descended in the little room.
All was quiet... all except for the fire... You could hear a crackling and popping sound... and it seemed louder... and maybe something else... Was it the wind?
Continued from Frosted little... leaves...
Looking Close...on Friday - Shoes with Laces
Our Daily Challenge - A Compound Word - Shoelaces
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The Carolina wrens like to sneak into the mealworm feeder when the bluebirds aren't nearby. They take turns patrolling the area, then when it is safe they head into the feeder. This wren is giving his mate the "all clear" signal. Backyard bird.
To all from my family to yours!!!!
I will be back after Christmas to do my 16 things...XOXO
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Kids in Bangladesh are special. Very curious, funny and always love to be photographed! Their eyes are a kaleidoscope, which reflects the complexity of life in a given region. They live an adult life and are compelled to make money. They help raise younger children. Kids are not even registered until they are 10, as it's unlikely they might survive.
Дети в Бангладеш особенные. Очень любопытные, забавные и всегда люблят фотографироваться! Их глаза - калейдоскоп, который отражает сложность жизни в данном регионе. Они живут взрослой жизнью и вынуждены зарабатывать деньги. Они помогают воспитывать младших детей. Дети даже не регистрируются, пока им не исполнится 10 лет, поскольку вряд ли они выживут
All I Ask
Feat. BlankLine (The Men Dept), Deadwool (The Men Dept), Le Poppycock (The Chapter Four), Apple May Designs, ColdAsh, Apple Fall, Floorplan, hive, Skye, zerkalo
Every time I'm awake I can see your dress hanging on the back of the door
I feel like it's staring me down, so I look to the floor
Every time I move, tripping on your shoes, every time I open a drawer
I let the skeletons out and we dance with the hore
I got all this love, nothing to do with it now
When you gonna come and get it? I can't throw it out
I got all this love gathering dust in my house
I got all this love, all this love
Water's getting rough, swimming in your stuff, I just wanna get to the shore
I drowning in memories of you that I try to ignore
Still, I'm playing [?], hanging with the ghosts, telling them the story of you
They always laugh at my jokes as we dance through the roof
I got all this love, nothing to do with it now
When you gonna come and get it? I can't throw it out
I got all this love gathering dust in my house
I got all this love, all this love
Baby, when you gonna come? (Gonna come)
Gonna come now
Are you ever gonna come? (Gonna come)
Gonna come now
Are you ever gonna come? (Gonna come)
Gonna come now
I got all this love, nothing to do with it now
When you gonna come and get it?
I can't throw it out
I got all this love gathering dust in my house
I got all this love, all this love
I got all this love, no one to give it to, no
This tree, illuminated by the fleeting light, is at Combestone Tor in Dartmoor National Park. A wonderful, rural landscape stretching all the way to Haytor Rocks on the far horizon.
(Haunted Christmas Series No.6)
’Tis winter now; the fallen snow
Has left the heav’ns all coldly clear;
Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow,
And all the earth lies dead and drear.
And yet God’s love is not withdrawn;
His life within the keen air breathes;
His beauty paints the crimson dawn,
And clothes the boughs with glittering wreaths"
-Sammuel Longfellow 1864
Merry Christmas!
The vast coastal dune fields of Namibia, Africa, are home to beautiful wildlife, such as this Springbok, sprinting up one of the dunes. They are specially adapted to this area, and can eat a plant rich in water, but bitter, which their own species in other parts of Namibia would not be able to tolerate.
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Previously unpublished shot from March 2020. The title is unashamedly taken from the title of an awesome Ultravox post-punk song from 1981. On editing I did notice two haunting wailing faces in her knees and now I cannot un-see them, I urge you not to look!