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Blue Tit in the sunshine. [Cyanistes caeruleus]
This little beauty was among lots (and lots!) of other wee birdies coming down to my feeders during this brief period of strong January sunshine, yesterday.
I sat for ages watching the antics and interactions of the birdies - taking lots of photographs - marvelling at their colours, speed and agility. Isn’t it wonderful to have these gorgeous wee miracles in our lives?
At The Pixies,
South Carrick Hills
SW Scotland
“From all my airs and graces
To the little things I do,
Everything is pointless without you.
Of all the dreams I'm chasing
There's only one I choose;
Everything is pointless without you.”
🎼 “Pointless” - Lewis Capaldi
Nah, not really. Just catching some late afternoon sun in Moss Landing, California.
From my Sea Lions of Moss Landing collection.
With steampunk airs, this set of SYS gives a fresh and interesting air that harmonizes with the metallic structures of the train stations.
The wonderful skin of Birth, reflects the orange and green tones of the environment
Nah, not really. just catching some late afternoon sun in Moss Landing, California.
From my Sea Lions of Moss Landing collection.
Sous ses airs de sage rasta félin, ce chat porte fièrement ses tresses naturelles, fruits d’un laisser-aller poétique ou d’une simple vie sans brosse.
Entre originalité et tendresse, il arbore une allure unique qui rappelle que la beauté ne tient parfois qu’à un fil … de poils, bien sûr 🤔
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With his wise rasta look, this cat proudly sports natural “braids”, the poetic result of a carefree life or just a brush-free routine.
Quirky yet full of tenderness, he reveals a unique charm that reminds us beauty sometimes hangs by a thread … of fur, naturally🤔
Credit : Mirka Koot - PdF légendes
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Once more the Heavenly Power
Makes all things new,
And domes the red-plowed hills
With loving blue;
The blackbirds have their wills,
The throstles too.
Opens a door in Heaven;
From skies of glass
A Jacob's ladder falls
On greening grass,
And o'er the mountain-walls
Young angels pass.
Before them fleets the shower,
And burst the buds,
And shine the level lands,
And flash the floods;
The stars are from their hands
Flung through the woods,
The woods with living airs
How softly fanned,
Light airs from where the deep,
All down the sand,
Is breathing in his sleep,
Heard by the land.
O, follow, leaping blood,
The season's lure!
O heart, look down and up,
Serene, secure,
Warm as the crocus cup,
Like snow-drops, pure!
Past, Future glimpse and fade
Through some slight spell,
A gleam from yonder vale,
Some far blue fell;
And sympathies, how frail,
In sound and smell!
Till at thy chuckled note,
Thou twinkling bird,
The fairy fancies range,
And, lightly stirred,
Ring little bells of change
From word to word.
For now the Heavenly Power
Makes all things new,
And thaws the cold, and fills
The flower with dew;
The blackbirds have their wills,
The poets too.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sending love to you all from North Carolina have a wonderful Thursday. :-)
AP-BOA - Airbus A-320-232 - AirSial (leased from AerCap Holdings NV)
at Duesseldorf Rhein-Ruhr Airport (DUS)
c/n 2257 - built in 2004 for Air New Zealand (ILFC) -
operated by AirSial since 11/2020
AirSial was launched in 2020 by the Sialkot Chamber of Commerce & Industry to improve air travel to and from the Sialkot region, which is a major industrial city in the state of Punjab. The airline plans to initially serve domestic destinations within Pakistan from their operational hub at Jinnah International Airport, using a fleet of Airbus A320 aircraft,
#52 Weeks: the 2021 edition
#Week 45: Light painting
Some mist (smoke) wafting around a piece of Waterford crystal, painted with blue LED torchlight.
After a wet start to the day, the afternoon yesterday turned sunny with big, puffy white clouds. I put a few treats on the fence and Mack obliged.
I got a shingles vaccine yesterday and last night I developed aches, a fever, chills... which, I read, is a fairly common reaction. The new vaccine provides stronger protection against getting shingles in the future but is a little harsher. I only mention this because I wanted to post this photo for Happy Caturday - before the group closed but I'm back off to bed. I will definitely comment later this even or tomorrow.
Happy Caturday: Airs above the ground
Maui, Hawaii
“No alien land in all the world has any deep strong charm for me but that one (Maui), no other land could so longingly and so beseechingly haunt me, sleeping and waking, through half a lifetime, as that one has done. Other things leave me, but it abides; other things change, but it remains the same. For me the balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the sun; the pulsing of its surfbeat is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags, its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote summits floating like islands above the cloud wrack; I can feel the spirit of its wildland solitudes, I can hear the splash of its brooks; in my nostrils still lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago.” - Mark Twain
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This is the blue clipper and the image was taken in the sound of mull from the Mull ferry. It was the weekend of the Tall ships race which was eventually cancelled due to weather, I believe because it was windy :-)
Here's the complete line-up from last weekend. Yep, it was a pretty impressive fleet. I honestly didn't expect to see so many air-cooled beauties together... at least not in KL!
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Par la route, dans les airs, au cœur de la montagne...
montée à l'hôtel Grimsel Hospiz...
By the road, in the air, in the heart of the mountain...
"ascent" to the hotel Grimsel Hospiz ...
Au hasard de mes pérégrinations...
At random of my wanderings...
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More than five photos may be published at the same time... They are waiting for you!...
Oh, please, be curious!
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep or night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright:
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me- who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, sweet!
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream-
The champak odors fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart-
As I must die on thine,
Oh, beloved as thou art!
Oh, lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast-
Oh! press it close to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!
Words by by Percy Bysshe Shelley
for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
Madagascar - Sous des airs parfois un peu rudes, les malgaches gagnent à être connus. Pas toujours engageants au premier abord, si vous prenez la peine d'aller vers eux et d'engager la conversation, vous pouvez vous faire facilement des copains.
Cet air fermé est celui des gens qui n'ont pas une vie facile et qui n'attendent rien d’elle ; ni de personne. J'en ai croisé beaucoup comme eux dans toutes les parties du monde. On n'aimerait pas les croiser la nuit dans une rue déserte et sombre. Et pourtant...
J'ai pris cette photo sans viser, le boitier sur la poitrine car je voulais garder leur expression patibulaire.
Lorsqu'ils m'ont dépassé sans me prêter attention, je les ai rattrapés pour leur montrer la photo. L'air sombre affiché sur la photo a aussitôt fait place à des sourires radieux. Bon, j'en ai été de quatre cigarettes et deux bières.
Madagascar c'est comme partout ; quand on paie une tournée on se fait vite des potes.
Do not be fooled by appearances
Madagascar - Under airs that are sometimes a little harsh, the Malagasy people deserve to be known. Not always engaging at first, if you take the time to reach out to them and strike up a conversation you can make friends easily.
This closed air is that of people who do not have an easy life and who expect nothing from her, nor from anyone. I have seen many like them in all parts of the world. We would not like to cross them in a deserted and dark street. And yet we must not be fooled by appearances.
I took this photo without aiming, the camera on my chest because I wanted to keep their expression.
When they passed me without paying attention, I caught up with them to show them the photo.
The gloomy air displayed in the photo gave way to beaming smiles. It "cost" me four cigarettes and two beers.
Madagascar is like everywhere; when one pays a beer we quickly made some friends.
Bel Airs at the annual Queanbeyan "Wheels" car show.
(1 of 2) 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air.
(2 of 2) 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air Sports.
Queanbeyan, New South Wales, Australia.
La libellule, prédatrice des airs, ici l’angle de prise de vue ne permet pas de voir mais elle est en train de découper méticuleusement un papillon aile par aile pour en faire son repas. A son tour, elle servira très certainement de repas à tous les oiseaux du coin. Ainsi va la vie des champs………………………..
The dragonfly, predatory tunes, here the angle of view can not see but she is cutting meticulously a butterfly wing by wing to make her meal. In turn, it will certainly serve meals to all the birds in the area. So is the life of the fields ........................... ..
La libélula, melodías depredadoras, aquí el ángulo de visión no puede ver, pero está cortando meticulosamente un ala de mariposa por ala para hacer su comida. A su vez, sin duda servirá comidas a todas las aves de la zona. Así es la vida de los campos ........................... ..