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As long as I am masked and I feel up to it I am out of my room, four walls for three days and going stir crazy. I have been informed there is plenty of cold turkey left over to make a Christmas sandwich and mince pies to nosh on. Feeling so much better and ready to be back in the world again, but, is it ready for me, free again!
One of the behaviours of Atlantic puffins to to flick their heads upwards and vocalize. They will repeat this a few times in succession. I've tried to photograph this previously and on this trip to the colony, I was rewarded with a nice view of it happening.
Here is what Ms. Google has to say about the behaviour when I searched for it.
"The Action: Males flick or snap their heads backward repeatedly so that their large, colorful, triangular beaks point straight up into the air.
The Sound: With each flick, the male emits a low, rhythmic grunt (often described as sounding somewhat pig-like).
The Goal: This enthusiastic combination of body language and vocalization advertises the male's health, vigor, and his availability for mating."
The 'male only' part was new information for me. But, I wouldn't call the action enthusiastic. It is relatively low key, both in intensity and sound levels.
While walking in the woods I glimpsed a Kestrel swooping between reeds around a pond. Upon further investigation I discoved that this bird had captured a rat. In this shot the Kestrel drags the rat from the water.
Walking through the busy streets in Chichester town centre, I came across this canine character. A good tip on dog behaviour, don't stare at them unless you want them to bark and scare the living day lights out of you.
Think it was a Hungarian Vizsla. Gorgeous dog which had to be photographed.
Barn Owl.
Really confusing behaviour from this Barn Owl tonight. Instead of returning to the nest box to feed the Owlets, this Owl was flying off in the other direction to where it has been roosting. So I'm not sure if this a different owl or whether the Owl is now building up a cache.
After the adult Bald Eagle above the other landed near its presumed mate (see www.flickr.com/photos/luminouscompositions/51881974357/in... ), both birds vocalized energetically as a form of pair bonding. Carburn Park in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, is a great place to see such behaviour in winter thanks to the open Bow River that flows through it, supporting many ducks and geese and thus a few of these large raptors.
I sure like seeing and photographing the big flocks of snow geese that migrate through Alberta each spring and fall. I believe they gather into family and tribal groups when leaving their nesting or winter resting areas, but will join other groups in feeding and resting areas along their migration routes, creating large, temporary flocks.
This is especially true when they gather on bodies of water to rest during the day. Flocks range in size quite a bit, and can reach well into the tens of thousands. When they start up their collective alarm call, it is exceptionally loud. Add in the noise of their beating wings and the noise level is amazing. As are the dizzying visuals they create as they swirl about in the air.
In this image, a lone, mature adult has lifted off to head to another part of the lake. The slightly yellow cast is from the late afternoon sun, which is now getting close to sunset time.
Romeo and Ernie were having a serious father & son discussion and Ernie showed remorse for his bad behaviour :) /
Romeo et Ernie etaient plonges dans une serieuse discussion pere-fils et Ernie s'est montre plein de remords pour sa vilaine conduite :)
I couldn't resist one last shot of Poppy fetching her sticks from the sea. It's a shame she wasn't looking at the camera in this one.
I noticed several Skylarks performing this dipping behaviour which looks very much like a display. They only did it when there was another Skylark nearby. Some were performing the procedure on the ground while this one luckily decided to do it on a post. They dip up and down with crest and tail raised while another bird watches close by.
I love behaviour shots , common , but a great pose :o)
Its my thing :0)
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The English name of this insect is derived from the shape and behaviour of the caterpillar. The head and thorax are distinctly more slender than the rest of the body and, this can be said to look like an elephant's trunk. When alarmed, the caterpillar pulls its head into its thorax which then looks swollen; this causes the two pairs of eye spot markings at the front end of the body to become more prominent. This gives the impression of a large false head, a defensive mechanism thought to make the caterpillar look snake-like and unappetising to predators.
Since the caterpillars do most of their feeding at night they often go unnoticed until fully fed, when they crawl off the food plant and look for somewhere to pupate. At this stage the caterpillars may be found on lawns or garden paths as they seek a place where they can burrow into the soil.
This insect overwinters as a pupa and emerges in May of the following year as a large (wing span 62-72mm) pink and olive green moth. Like most moths the adults are night-flying and so often go unseen unless attracted to light.
The big fella from Richmond park, London, a while back, cropped in heavily, and black and white. He was a magnificent Red deer stag, cervus elaphus, here staking his claim to the area and all it's hinds (females). Great to see and hear !
Part of a snowy owl's preening routine is to twist its head around quickly to settle feathers into place. And maybe it just feels good.
acrylic on canvas, 18 x 13 cm
Terug van nooit weg geweest
Zurück von nie weg gewesen
De regreso de nunca he estado lejos
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sie sind zurück
finally you are back
back from never been away
eine braune Erde
© by Jan Theuninck
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Stalag Zehn B
the feldwebel became a general
the campdoctor , a professor
and we the jews - it’s banal
we stayed jewish - no error
© by Jan Theuninck
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It didn't stop after the war and now it's back in all its intensity
im Dritten Reich durfte man nicht zu klug sein
in the Third Reich one couldn't be too clever
Op 11 oktober 2020 vertelde pastoor Jakob Tscharntke(von der evangelischen Freikirche im schwäbischen Riedlingen) aan de parochianen dat de globale elites de Derde Wereldoorlog voeren tegen burgers van alle landen en de Coronavirus-tirannie als hun vehikel gebruiken.
"das Grundrecht der körperlichen Unversehrtheit eingeschränkt" ist ein im Bundestag allzu oft verwendeter Ausdruck
"I was wrong when I said that Nazism came back in Germany. Globalist Germany is much more criminal. Globalism is really the most authoritarian and oppressive totalitarianism in history." (Cesare Sacchetti, journalist, May 9 2021)
A l'époque nazie, la liberté et l'unicité de l'individu devaient céder la place au conformisme, à la servitude et à la subordination. La pulvérisation de l'homme en une chose fut sans doute le plus grand drame du vingtième siècle. Avec cela, la proposition kantienne selon laquelle nous devrions toujours voir l'homme comme une fin et non comme un moyen, a été brutalement et impitoyablement écartée. (liberales.be)
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Jan Theuninck has been painting the evolution of Western totalitarianism for 20 years - he saw the evolution within the political spectrum where the socialist parties were lost (Fagospatose, 2001) in the Third Way (The third way is no way, 2004) movement of Clinton , Blair and Schröder with which they gave a face to communitarianism of the New World Order. He has often compared the latter to a new kind of National Socialism. His attention has always been fixed thanks to the more than 50 years of misery with blackmail games of the services and torture practices with chemical and energy weapons (Beyond the limit, 2001, Rinascimento, 2009, The culture of learned helplessness, 2011, Neostasi, 2012, Derailed system , 2012, The banality of Evil, 2013, Zersetzung, 2014, ils nous tiennent, 2015, Submission, 2015, Threat, 2016, Utopia, 2016, Conformity, 2017, Brainwashing, 2018, Warnung, 2019, Dein Kampf, 2019, Censorship, 2020, Post-truth society, 2020 and in 2021: Political Pandemic, New World Order, The Great Reset, Angel Vaccine, Aryan Corona Passport, Cytokine Storm, Back from never been away, Sustainable Dictatorship.
(In 2014 he already painted Virus Attack without believing that this would become a climax of the Davos counter-revolution years later)
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Jan Theuninck is a Belgian painter
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www.graphiste-webdesigner.fr/blog/2013/04/la-peinture-bel... (année 2016)
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Mallotus villosus, know in eastern Canada as capelin, breed on the stony beaches of Newfoundland each summer. They 'roll' up onto the beaches on the incoming waves in massive numbers to lay their eggs, after which they catch the next wave back into the ocean.
However, some do get stranded too high on the beach. The fish will then flip and flop to try getting back down to where the water is. Some fail. There are three basic techniques they seem to use. Some will twist/roll. Others employ a 'moonwalk' technique where they undulate their bodies, tail first, down the beach. They will also pivot on their nose, as shown in this image.
The fish prefer to breed on beaches with smaller gravel, like this one. All the little whitish/brownish balls you see, that looks almost like sand, are eggs, but the individual in the photo is a male so it only contributed the milk that contains the spermatozoa that fertilizes the eggs. The males develop stronger colours on their back and enlarged pelvic fins. Females are more silver/white on the sides and will have a swollen abdomen due to all the eggs. If conditions are not right, they will also breed off-shore.
The photo isn't the best, but does illustrate most of the points noted above.
I've no idea what's going on in this pic, other than the awesome behaviour of nature and what's going on inside the camera — particularly the strobe-like artefacts, but mostly the bounce!
a drop of rainwater from a drainpipe into a water butt outside Rob's
Hi There!
I wouldn't have believed it until I saw this happen, but the parent physically corrected this very cheeky gosling not once, but twice, the second time causing the gosling to fall over. I am not certain what the gosling did wrong, but it was certainly something very naughty. I've always been fascinated by bird and animal behaviour, so it was fascinating to watch all of this transpire.
After the two "adjustments," the gosling looked as cheeky as ever, but kept its distance from the family. I guess this was the "Wild Child!"
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According to Museums Victoria Collections "Sharp-tailed sandpipers breed from to June to August in the short Siberian summer, making shallow, hollow, lined nests made of leaves and grass." Australia is one their wintering grounds. I observed this vigorous male displaying his energy to the females thus contradicting all the information concerning this species, although some sources state that "Little is known about the specific behaviour of the sharp-tailed sandpiper, but generally its behaviour and structure are most similar to the pectoral sandpiper."
Oh well, who cares about science when the sun is shining and there's food all around.
(Calidris acuminata)
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The Mule Deer rut is on again, and will continue for the next ten to twelve days. This shot is from two years ago.
Deer society is so interesting. Here, two smallish bucks circle each other warily; note the flattened ears. Another looks on from the left. And at the right, along comes the boss, seemingly prepared to send the youngsters on their way.
The does, meanwhile, appear unimpressed and uninterested.
Actual fights? They're pretty rare.
I'm going to have to cool my jets for a few days, though, as we had a major dump of snow yesterday and last night, and the roads won't be passable for a while. Winter's here!
This is the last in my set of wildlife I couldn't get close to; starting tomorrow, a closer look at Mule Deer.
Photographed in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2023 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
windy day; both parents swimming alongside and trying to keep cygnets between them while taking it in turns to dip for food
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If a mate can't walk on water he will be out of luck.
A combination of up to 20 steps per second, forceful slaps on the water’s surface with splayed feet, and an unusual stride help these grebes defy gravity
Isle Lake
“We are addicted to our thoughts. We cannot change anything if we cannot change our thinking.”
- Santosh Kalwar
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=hejHkPaoPWw
SHAPE OF MY HEART by STING
WHAT IS THE SHAPE OF MY HEART WITHOUT HIM
Addiction is a funny thing; it takes you by surprise
You think that you're just having fun;
not aware you're telling lies
He gambled away all that he had,
didn't realise until it was gone
now he shuffles through the darkness;
eyes cast down to hide his shame
He doesn't even see me closely following
he is hollowed out from deep within
we move in very different circles now;
we live through varied; indifferent times
His steps are small and slow; unhurried;
he has no place to go.
my steps are faster; quickly hurrying
I wonder if he even knows
and if he feels me as I pass him by
he shows no trace of recognition;
doesn't question why
He gambled everything we had
he gambled away his life
the stakes were high;
but when the chips were down
he gambled away our love
I spent so long in trying to save him
because he wouldn't save himself
reasoning became so pointless; futile;
he wouldn't fight to spare my health
he sold my art to feed his habit
sold my diamond engagement ring
with sapphires like my bright blue eyes
now clouded when I sing
but what is the definition of addiction
can anyone among us tell me why
I would waste my life in chasing something
that was only born to live so long then die
what is the shape of my heart without him
it lies broken; shattered on the floor
the angels tried to piece it back together again
but it will never be as good as it was before
Once something so very beautiful is broken
there's a fragile weakness that remains
and the glue that once held you altogether
never sets as fast or strong again.
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