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Black-naped tern | Sterna sumatrana | Port Blair, Andaman Islands | 2022 | Sony Gear | f 5.6 @ 1/5000 | ISO 640
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how can it be?
i can taste you now
how can i see
when you're everything
all my world in one grain of sand
and i've blown it
all my world in one grain of sand
and you own it
black cherry
black cherry
stone
black cherry
black cherry
stone
hearing you say it
i could die
trembling star
just reminds me
all my world in one grain of sand
and i've blown it
all my world in one grain of sand
and you own it
black cherry
black cherry
stone
black cherry
black cherry
stone
excite me, ignite me
oh and you know,
i miss you, i kiss you
oh and you know
black cherry
black cherry
stone
black cherry
black cherry
stone
excite me, ignite me
oh and you know,
i miss you, i kiss you
oh and you know
-goldfrapp
Black Darter...Sympetrum danae, "obelisking" to minimise exposure to the hot sunshine on Crowle Moors nature reserve, Lincolnshire.
"This latter was a remarkably large and beautiful animal, entirely black, and sagacious to an astonishing degree. In speaking of his intelligence, my wife, who at heart was not a little tinctured with superstition, made frequent allusion to the ancient popular notion, which regarded all black cats as witches in disguise. Not that she was ever serious upon this point --and I mention the matter at all for no better reason than that it happens, just now, to be remembered.
Pluto --this was the cat's name --was my favorite pet and playmate. I alone fed him, and he attended me wherever I went about the house. It was even with difficulty that I could prevent him from following me through the streets."
The Black Cat - Edgar Allan Poe
Drieteenmeeuw, pakijs Groenland. 28 mei 2016
(Black Legged) Kittiwake (Rissa tridactyla) above package in the Greenland see.
Perched for the briefest of times on a dead snag against a perfectly clean background - when does that ever happen?? Wallkill River NWR, NJ
This "ruffled" Black Phoebe was seen at the Los Angeles County Arboretum. For a few seconds it stopped flitting from perch to perch - they love the water sprinklers !!
Exotic flower on black background
Strobist : 1 * 1/8 reflecting on white umbrella on right. Triggered by cactus.
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We had the exciting and fairly rare event of this Stilt and its mate nesting in the Horicon Marsh last summer, an hour from where I live. The birding community was all a-buzz over it, and the long lenses were out in force.
This bird had been wading and feeding for some time before it flew past me and over to the nest. Its mate traded places, getting off the eggs and flying off to feed. Wonderful how this species takes turns incubating the eggs.
Out of 10 or so in-flight images I captured, this was the only decent one of the bunch. Still, I'm very happy I got at least this one!
Orthetrum cancellatum
During my walk around Bentley Wood, I discovered an open area with a small pool, which I'd never found before - it was too hot really for many dragonflies to sit for me, but this male Skimmer was the exception.
A trip to Slimbridge on 22nd March. Weather was fine but there was a lack of wild ducks and geese compared to the last visit.
A Black-tailed Godwit on the Rushy Pen lagoon.
These large wading birds are a Schedule 1 species. In summer, they have bright orangey-brown chests and bellies, but in winter they're more greyish-brown.
Their most distinctive features are their long beaks and legs, and the black and white stripes on their wings. Female Black-tailed Godwits are bigger and heavier than the males, with a noticeably longer beak (which helps the sexes to avoid competing for food with each other).
INGREDIENT:
ok...hard to write all the scattered memories, feelings, or whatever shit you see and feel in a blink ...in just a fraction of a second of closed eyes... of darkness...like the last moment of your life in a falling plane...just a blink...
black soup is not a photo or lack of light. it's a soup full of... possibly random wasteful thoughts... maybe emptiness, joy, grief ,childish excitement , simple sighs, ignorance, time ... and whatever we add into it.... a soup for nobody, nobody................ but...wait a minute... look at there... see what is written on the wall:
¨Plus les positions des gens que j’ai présentes à l’esprit sont nombreuses pendent que je réfléchis sur une question donnée et mieux je puis imaginer comment je me sentirais si j’étais à leur place, plus forte sera ma capacité de pensée représentative et plus valide seront mes conclusions finales, mon opinion. C’est cette aptitude à une mentalité élargie , qui rend les hommes capable de juger¨ (Arendt, Vérité et politique :307)
my my oh my...passing by, scratching the fingers on the toughness of that wall , i'm providing " BLOOD", the first ingredient. dreams are rushing in, long enough to be enclosed in a blink, enough to please the wandering soul momentarily...
"ok cut...I said cut...we don't need more blood for the soup...time for a break for all..." he said.
he's going to the darkness tent. stars are falling ...the whole night is falling in the soup while it's boiling...he knows he has too much to do even after death. life is too long and he has just the time of a blink...memories bring nothing but tears of happy and sad ...he adds them to the soup...what else?!...a little picture of the moon, a little rage of the century a little wasted time, a little past, a little future, a little wicked souls, a little regret, a little numbness, a little you, a little fact , alittle fantasy....time is getting over...
now the last ingredient... Black Ladybird...she's gone.
opens his eyes. nobody's around.............
........under the moon light...she stole my camera when I went away for a cigarette...
please comeback! promise not to use you in the soup...bring back my camera love! bring it back... I fall at your feet!...take me with you...........................
I was sitting on that fallen tree for a long time watching the sow and her two cubs feeding in the meadow, the grass was just too high to get good photos. I thought it would be fantatsic to have the bears on that tree walking towards me...after some time the bears were doing that exactly...sometimes patience get rewarded, Sequoia NP, CA