As I walked out one evening
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“As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door, that does not look like a door, opens.”
---- Stephen Graham
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Have a nice day :-)
As we aproached the lake, I heard some fellow hikers exclaim "It looks like they use food colouring here!" I thought: photo-op. I don't use any of the 'magical' settings on my camera, but this time I didn't have my glasses on. When I got back home and looked at the pic on my computer I thought "What the heck!" I must have inadvertantly moved the dial. Even though I almost deleted it, after a while this funky image kind of grew on me. Next time though, I will have my glasses on.
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Also known as the Eastern Gray Squirrel, native to eastern North America where it is an essential natural forester. Less arboreal than then the Red Squirrel as the grey tends to feed extensively on the ground. Its not their fault that there over here in the UK that one lie's with the worlds most destructive and most dangerous animal on the planet called the human. This is one of the first wild mammals that children can get to see regally and so sometimes help encourage them to get into nature.
as each autumn, the fraxinus pennsylvanica in Park na Zdrowiu, present themselves in their best outfit :-)
As you can probably tell I love these birds.
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As I stood and watched the mists
slowly rising this morning I
wondered what view was more
beautiful that this.
by Harold "Hal" Glen Borland
I drive by this river each morning. No matter the season, its beauty beckons me to stop and capture that day’s memory. You may recognize this river in one of my other images at a different time of the year.
The beautiful texture I used on this image is by Evelyn Flint entitled “Old Brown Paper”.
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As you drive through small towns, you might see a neglected, abandoned old home like this one. Maybe you wonder who once lived there and what became of them. How many children played in the yard and did they return to visit “the folks”? Is there a favorite dog buried under the tree? Then you get back on the highway and the old place is forgotten. Again.
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The Pitstone Windmill as dusk falls with the mysterious and ancient Ivinghoe Beacon. This is where the historic Ridgeway Path, starts its journey.
The windmill has stood here since 1627 and it closed in 1894 after it was badly damaged in a storm. It was restored by a group of enthusiast`s and is now full operational and open to the public.
The Ridgeway path follows the high ground across the Chilterns for 87miles and ends at Avebury [ famous for its standing stones ] in Wiltshire. The path has been in use since the Neolithic period by early man as it was safer to travel across the hills than down in the valleys because of the impenetrable forests and danger of attack by wild animals. It has been used from medieval times right up to the 50s by travelling tradesmen [ journeymen ] and travelling sales men [peddlers] carrying their goods to the various markets in the many villages that it passes through. Its a haven for wildlife including butterflies as well as the flowers that grow on the rich chalk grassland and it was originally part of a deep lagoon off the coast of west Africa before the tutonic plates shifted millions of years ago.
There are many megalithic features on the Ridgeway including Bronze age Long Barrows { Graves } Iron age Hill Forts and Standing Stones.
An amazing place, I have walked sections of it. I hope to walk it in its entirety next year as long as my legs, and me can hold out that long!!!
Do hope you will like my pic and give us a quick Fave if you do! Its what your index fingers for....... mostly!!!!
Have a good week ahead!
Pat.
Info on Ridgeway and Windmill below;
www.nationaltrail.co.uk/ridgeway
www.nationaltrust.org.uk/pitstone-windmill
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivinghoe_Beacon
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As the weather turns warmer, the troop decided to do a seafood grill out on the water. Perhaps not surprising, I decided to tease Adi with my freshly caught lobsters. Andie, on the other hand, was well impressed by Pengu's wet slippery thing in his hands.
Pengy decided here to be the chef o'day - watching over the paella on the grill.
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Yeah, and a Happy Fucking Valentine's Day to you, too.
I want you to hold out the palm of your hand
Why don't we leave it at that?
As the fog rolls through the morning - the Bison don't seem to be bothered as they munch on the grasses. Despite recent defensive attacks on people in the park they live a peaceful and slow-moving life on the fields.
Homenagem às vítimas do Voo da Chapecoense, Descansem em Paz.
Deus conforte a todos por esta terrível tragédia que atingiu o Brasil, 29.11.2016.
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Homage to the victims of the Flight of Chapecoense, Rest in Peace.
May God comfort us all by this terrible tragedy that struck Brazil, November 29, 2016.
As bought from the florist, have never seen them before - so unusual.
7th April 2016
A link to see how its done...........http://www.wikihow.com/Make-a-Rainbow-Rose
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Texture by Kerstin Frank art
As the August evenings and nights darken, the Northern Lights are visible again. I stood by the lake waiting for them. And they came, not dancing like in winter, but in a calm, beautiful arch, staying in place for over an hour. An orange crescent moon also rose into the sky. All the colors of the sky were reflected on the surface of the calm lake. Otherwise it was very quiet. I will keep this memory in my heart.
Puumala, lake Saimaa, Finland.
👱♀️🎧Wish You Were Here ( Pink Floyd, David Gilmore )
Peregrine Falcon - Falco Peregrinus
The peregrine falcon (Falco peregrinus), also known as the peregrine, and historically as the duck hawk in North America, is a widespread bird of prey (raptor) in the family Falconidae. A large, crow-sized falcon, it has a blue-grey back, barred white underparts, and a black head. As is typical of bird-eating raptors, peregrine falcons are sexually dimorphic, with females being considerably larger than males. The peregrine is renowned for its speed, reaching over 320 km/h (200 mph) during its characteristic hunting stoop (high-speed dive), making it the fastest member of the animal kingdom. According to a National Geographic TV programme, the highest measured speed of a peregrine falcon is 389 km/h (242 mph).
The peregrine's breeding range includes land regions from the Arctic tundra to the tropics. It can be found nearly everywhere on Earth, except extreme polar regions, very high mountains, and most tropical rainforests; the only major ice-free landmass from which it is entirely absent is New Zealand. This makes it the world's most widespread raptor, and one of the most widely found bird species. In fact, the only land-based bird species found over a larger geographic area is not always naturally occurring, but one widely introduced by humans, the rock pigeon, which in turn now supports many peregrine populations as a prey species. The peregrine is a highly successful example of urban wildlife in much of its range, taking advantage of tall buildings as nest sites and an abundance of prey such as pigeons and ducks. Both the English and scientific names of this species mean "wandering falcon," referring to the migratory habits of many northern populations. Experts recognize 17 to 19 subspecies, which vary in appearance and range; disagreement exists over whether the distinctive Barbary falcon is represented by two subspecies of Falco peregrinus, or is a separate species, F. pelegrinoides. The two species' divergence is relatively recent, during the time of the last ice age, therefore the genetic differential between them (and also the difference in their appearance) is relatively tiny. They are only about 0.6–0.8% genetically differentiated.
While its diet consists almost exclusively of medium-sized birds, the peregrine will occasionally hunt small mammals, small reptiles, or even insects. Reaching sexual maturity at one year, it mates for life and nests in a scrape, normally on cliff edges or, in recent times, on tall human-made structures. The peregrine falcon became an endangered species in many areas because of the widespread use of certain pesticides, especially DDT. Since the ban on DDT from the early 1970s, populations have recovered, supported by large-scale protection of nesting places and releases to the wild.
The peregrine falcon is a well respected falconry bird due to its strong hunting ability, high trainability, versatility, and – in recent years – availability via captive breeding. It is effective on most game bird species, from small to large.
Population:
UK breeding:
1,500 pairs
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Taken the same day as my last post. They seemed very happy to greet each other. This went on for a minute or two. The female was already on the rocks with her ducklings when the drake arrived. He greeted the ducklings too, although not as enthusiastically. I suppose it could have been a adult child returning to visit its mother, I've seen juvenile, almost adult males do that. But I'd guess it was her mate. In any case, they definitely shared some affection. I felt double lucky to see it. It's my favorite thing to photograph. I know people who refuse to believe birds feel emotions, even though its plain as day that they do. And I just love to see them show it.
As I have posted flower photo yesterday and also last Friday~ I think it shouldn't post flower photo again today~~ as I don't want you guys get bored or run out of comment words for flower~~ :-P
Anyway, this photo was taken at the Mount Lofty Botanic Gardens on Adelaide Hills~~
Wish you my dear friends have a wonderful week!!!
This is a very different matter from the mild geometry of brick and shadow or the interminable search for "texture." In his best photographs, landscape and season, earth and light, are revealed in a grand mutuality - a moment so precisely visualized in tone and composition as to be mathematical, and yet so revelatory of earthly beauty as to be something else entirely :-)
John Rosenthal
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cornus, Kousa dogwood, 'White Ball', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
It has always been my wish to photograph the secretive Sora head-on showing its laterally compressed body, which allows it to slip and weave easily through dense vegetation. However, seeing the Sora in the open is notoriously difficult.
I was justifiably excited when I spotted this Sora walking cautiously along the path. And when it turned and looked straight into the lens for a brief instant, the angle, light and position were just right, as seen in this picture. Luck!
I am glad that I was ready and took advantage of that opportunity.
Nikon D500 w/ 500mmf4G, Right angle viewfinder.
(Taken on: July,2019, St. Albert, Edmonton, Canada, Alberta)
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As the first rays of sunshine hit the sheer cliff edge behind, light bounced upwards and illuminated the underneath of Mesa Arch with a stunning red glow!
On this cloudless morning, we got to Mesa Arch about half an hour before sunrise.
Being a Sunday, I knew there would be a big crowd and I did not count on getting a spot in front of the arch.
Perhaps being a Sunday worked to my advantage, for there were only two photogs with tripods taking up the center stage (the rest probably knew better to avoid the weekend chaos!), most others (at least 100 if not more, scattered around) were casual visitors just there to capture the sunrise with cell phones. Many of them climbed up the rocks to the left of the arch or the higher ground on the right side behind the arch, obviously they didn't understand what made this a unique sunrise shooting location!
There were even TWO open spots in front of the arch: the 1st and the 3rd on the right side (facing the arch)!
I took the 3rd spot (from the right) and I held my ground, though I really wished I could take a photo of that nearby dome shaped rock which was bathing in the glowy pre-dawn light!
I did not bring a tripod because I needed the freedom to move around.
I walked away with 4 good photos, that's way more than I have ever expected!
Thanks for your visit, I wish you a nice Sunday!!! 💕😘
As I began the descent from Michael's Mount (Michaelsberg), just a short distance from my previous posting, this was the view across the valley to the next hill beyond. The four spires in the background are part of the Bamberg Cathedral up on Cathedral Hill (Domberg) above the city center in the Regnitz River valley. The buildings here are mostly ecclesiastical. There is a fairly steep climb down from here, part of it on winding stone stairs. [DSC01561_lr_2000]
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And, as they say, here is the rest of the story. Again, I don't believe it's a real train station. But, it looks pretty good.
Yesterday, we had a major catastrophe in my little town. A truck ran off the road and knocked out an electrical pole around 10am. The whole town was without Internet, phones and TV until after 10pm. It was really sad because everyone here depends on the tourist coming here and spending money on the weekends. Sadly, no one carries cash. And since the ATM machine couldn't work either, no one could sell anything. Also, there was a fund raiser for my favorite restaurant that burned down. No one could access there money so they didn't raise as much as they had hoped. I went, and enjoyed listening to the music. I had to drive for a ways until I found a place where my phone would work and I could pay on line for my ticket. Crazy world we live in
As the day draws to a close, one visitor still stands on the bridge of the Phare du Petit Minou at Plouzane, in Brittany, France. As the waves crashed against the rocks, I enjoyed the sea spray and the peaceful sunset.