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In the fashion of John Glover, who climbed Ben Lomond with John Batman in 1833, I have opted for the long descriptive title. But I could just as easily have used the famous Bob Dylan one, "All Along the Watchtower".
This is the view from the Watchtower Lookout. It is a stunning place and my next photograph was taken when I turned the camera down, rather than out across the valley.
As I was driving by this old barnyard, I noticed a few chickens hurriedly making their way across the yard to the shed. Then I spied the problem. A cocky rooster was purposely strutting toward the hens with just one thing on his mind. All I could think of was that the farmer bought a new young rooster and the hens were not pleased. I wish I could have watched what unfolded, but I was stopped in the middle of a country road (yet again). I can hear the ladies now, “We want old Mr. Doodledont back again.”
As the first rays of the sunrise embrace the horizon, we welcome a new year filled with hope, dreams, and endless possibilities. Here's to making every moment as golden as this morning. Wishing you all a joyful, prosperous, and peaceful New Year 2025!
As we in the states ready for Thanksgiving, I thought that the perfect item to add to your feast would be a beautiful loaf of fall-style pumpkin bread!
Item is 1LI and is out now for 50L! Item comes with and without blanket, but it otherwise one full piece.
"are you back?" he asked.
"maybe," came her cool response, drifting on a curling breeze from the ocean that was weighted heavy with salt and dreams. she was like that, you know. bitter sweet.
"i want you back." his eyes were tender as he reached for a beer, cracked it open, took a sip. he kept is eyes on her.
"yeah," she shook her short hair, and the wind sent it everywhere. it sent her scent everywhere. garnier fructis. cheap shit never smelled so good. "me, too."
he took her picture like that. hands stuffed in the pockets of her jean jacket -- half dressed, covered in sand and provoking. she was always provoking something. emotions. sex. laughs. smiles. hatred. this time it was lust.
god, he missed her to her marrow.
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taken at wolf and shell's crib. they spoil me xoxo.
As I continue to study flowers, I find myself intrigued with the play of light and shadow on their form. This Hellebore flower was drooping towards the ground. The softness of the petals shimmering in the light and the muted tones of the ones in the shadows reminded me of an Impressionistic view of blossom.
As the sun warms the earth the early morning mist lifts, revealing the trees on the Iron Age ramparts in Ham Hill Country Park.
I went to look for the chamois again today, and although they showed up they didn’t seem pleased that I had brought my mom along... they made a big show of giving warning calls and sprinting towards cover while not appearing particularly nervous. (They do remind me a bit of cats.) As I didn’t manage to capture their show very well I took a few flower shots instead...
A pair of matching blue C40-8s leads Pan Am train POAY west at CPF-AS in Lawrence on a sunny afternoon. Since the CSX acquisition of Pan Am consists like these seem to be a thing of the past unfortunately.
... as experienced today
in the Botanical garden.
Flowering Dogwood / Blüten-Hartriegel (Cornus florida)
Botanical garden, Frankfurt
As I climbed the last mountain, Lake Shasta Reservoir way down the valley to my left, I caught a glimpse of a waterfall to my right, set back in the woods. I pulled off the road a hundred yards later, and decided I'd go take a look even though it was lightly raining. This small set of waterfalls was about 75 feet back from the road. I'm sure it's dry in the summer, but California has had so much rain, even the reservoir is completely full after years of drought. Anyway, kinda surprised I saw this from the road, trees have it almost completely concealed.
Women bringing back their cattle home before the storm lands....taken in Gadiara in Rural Bengal, India
As promised, the breeding male Pin-tailed Whydah. Native to Africa, this Southern California exotic is a small songbird, but he sure makes up for his size with those foot-long tail feathers. Of the several I have seen over the last few years, this is one of my cleaner images. They actually do a really cool mid-air dance for the girls - still waiting for that shot.
“As delicate as flower, as tender as rose petals, choosing to be tender and kind in a harsh environment is not weakness, it's courage.”
― Luffina Lourduraj
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As I had a lot of string, bits of rope and skeins of raffia left over, I started to make these vessels. No sewing machines and zigzag stitches, everything is hand-stitched with a wool needle.
Inspiré de l'artisanat traditionnel lozérien, et cévenol.
as our country erupts around more (heartbreaking, painful) racial injustice, my heart aches. while fully aware of the horrors in this world, i turn again and again to nature. i dig in the dirt, plant seeds, and notice beauty. i watch light, as it always accompanies even the deepest darkness. this flower reminds me to shine, to blossom, and to love, love, love.
As I look back on this picture, I remember a sense of awe and just taking everything in. I had only set foot on the beautiful African coast a week before and I was taking a stroll along the beach around 4:00 p.m. in the afternoon while my wife to be was at work. The Mediterranean is such a unique and beautiful place. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. The water so clear, a color unlike anything I had seen in the United States before, and a fierceness you could sense as soon as you were near it. You had respect for its beauty. You could sit all day and enjoy it, yet you had to respect it because you knew how powerful the sea was. This is only a glimpse of the beauty of the One who made it and an even smaller glimpse of the respect and awe I have for the One who made it!
“My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
The Nabegataki waterfalls in Kumamoto prefecture, in Southern Japan. With plenty of rainfall as of late, the falls were even more impressive than usually. There were only few tourists around, which made taking pictures easier.
最近、雨が多いですから、熊本県の鍋ヶ滝の勢いは通常よりもありました。訪ねた日には、観光客はわりと少なくて、撮りやすかったです。
"As if 2020 isn’t weird enough, it’s a year with 13 full moons rather than 12 — and two of these will occur in October.
October’s first full moon is the harvest moon on October 1, and the second full moon will occur on October 31. [...].
The full harvest moon will rise at 5:05 pm ET on October 1. The name is given to the full moon that occurs closest to the autumnal equinox. While this full moon usually occurs in September, a full moon on September 2 was too early to be known as the harvest moon. [...].
The full harvest moon provides light for farmers harvesting their crops into the night, according to the Farmer’s Almanac.
The moon will appear full for about three days, according to NASA. [...]." kslnewsradio.com/1934363/full-moons-in-october-harvest-mo...
PS I am happy with this shot as US wildfire smoke is again creating hazy skies over Vancouver.
Queen Anne's Lace is another host plant for the Black Swallowtail, even though I have never found any eggs on them... and it also likes to plant itself wherever it pleases, so you're always in for a surprise each year!!
As soo as he saw me he started yelling, and all I could make out is Hey Everyone Watch That Guy Across The Street With That Big Thing Pointed At Us.
Thanks for everything.
as small as a world
and as large as alone
for whatever we lose
(like a you or a me)
its always our selves
we find in the sea...
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from a distance, i can still see you...
As we hurtle towards the end of term I thought that it was timely to remind everyone that I do, in fact, live in Phuket rather than all the other far flung places that I've been showing you pictures of. This reservoir is a regular haunt for me as I both hike and cycle there regularly. This was a rare sunny day in the midst of the rainy season
Just as a new day begins to break. My living room windows introduce me to another day full of promise. Another year just began with opportunities, insights and challenges. These will be met with my faith. I am not alone as I see a changing world begin to unfold. As “The Sun Rises” I’m grateful to be able to witness such beauty here daily. Beauty surrounds us all but we have to remove life’s blinders and begin to look again with more than our eyes. Thanks for viewing my photos. Gratitude and Kindness will encourage us to continue to live and love.
Also known as the snake bird or water turkey, the anhinga is a year-round resident of Florida. It is also found from coastal sections of South Carolina westward to Texas and Mexico, and even south to Argentina.
Like cormorants, anhingas do not have oil glands for waterproofing their feathers and the feathers get wet when they are swimming.
You can often spot the anhinga perched on a branch with wings outstretched, drying feathers. They feed on small fish, shrimp, amphibians, crayfish and young alligators and snakes. The fact that their feathers are less water resistant than other birds helps them to swim underwater, where they often spear fish with their long neck and sharp beak. They surface in order to flip their catch into their mouth for consumption.
Mating generally occurs in February with egg-laying occurring throughout the spring and early summer. Nests are built in shoreline trees 15 to 20 feet high.
I found this one along Peavine Road in Osceola County, Florida.
As of the afternoon of 4/19. I couldn't see any sign of eggs or chicks yet.
More info: edrosack.com/2022/04/24/busy-birds/
As a precursor to the rebuilt Tunnel Motors, Missabe tested this pair of SD40-3 units supplied by Helm Financial (HLCX). They were equipped with Woodward Governor's CLC (Complete Locomotive Control) computerized operating system.
Little orange butterfly - probably a Lycaena ottomanus, but I am not sure.
Bulgaria, Varna. 43.239961, 27.874091
Fujifilm X-S1 + close-up lens (+2)
As the name suggests, the Marsh Harrier lives in wetland habitats. They are a success story now after being extinct in Britain in the 19th Century. Since the first pairs bred in 1971 in Suffolk they have increased very well indeed, as has the wetland management on which they depend. It is now a regular sight to see these wonderful large harriers hunting over our marshes. I photographed this one locally, something that I would not have thought possible only 30 years ago.
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As I crawl through the sand and lay on my stomach to capture this shot and others. Mersea Island is having a surge tide. If your not aware there is one road on and off. If the strood ( the rd on and off ) gets covered by sea you can have a two hour wait to get back across. After I finished photographing everything that moved, I realised that high tide was at 1.30pm and it was 12.45pm. I was stuck on mersea til the tide had subsided 3pm. Think I got some ok shots though!
Windy rainstorm today, I thought it would take me home like Doroty from the Wizard of Oz : )
The light went away and you don't realize you are making stupid gestures that need electricity. The noise or the silence, I do not know what has disturbed me more, perhaps neither one nor the other. I had music in my headphones and I was editing a photo ... it was like waking up in another world.