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To me, there is nothing better than a puppy's unconditional love. I could not resist taking a photo of these two. I have no idea who they are and tried not to get caught as I snuck this shot of them.
It was another very cold day, hopefullty the last this spring, when this Common Bronzewing male presented his best warm coat to me.
(Phaps chalcoptera)
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- Pants "JAKIE GYM PANTS" by CUBURA @mancave
- Hairbase "Jacques" by MISTER RAZZOR
- Skin for Kario body Marsellus by SIBILLA ANTON & SKING
- Shoes by FLITE
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Took this candid of my son and grand dog, with my new Christmas self-present macro & portrait lens. A good holiday.
1 Feb 2022; 10:00 CST; Eterna +
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"Guala, guala, guala guala
I'm livin' like it's no tomorrow
Don't loan my style, won't let you borrow
You thirsty, have a glass of water"
- space cadet - best buds bento pose (complete with mesh joint) now available at the mainstore!
Charlie loves being a big brother as you can obviously see.
This is Tex with him. He is the kitten Charlie picked as his own, although at times I think he regrets that decision as Tex is by far the naughtiest.
Charlie really does miss Squirty, despite having the tabby boys. It seems to me that Charlie considers the tabby's as kids but Squrity was his best friend, his mate and he misses having his mate around.
While out photographing the family one day, I couldn't help but hone in on Trinity as she sat patiently waiting for me to take her photo. Here she displays her best open mouthed smile !
Eventually he made me feel like I was in the front row for this performance after all.
Blue-billed Duck (Oxyura Australis)
Lotte likes to lie down on the garden steps to search the upper part of the garden for her freunde without being seen. She always takes great pleasure in doing so.
Happy Caturday
The handsome father of the first White Stork chics to be born in Britain for over 600 years...I think he looks quite proud!❤️☺️
الخـطايا ..، لـو يلمّعـها الزمـن تبقـى ..، [ خـطايا ]
و [ الصـراحة] في زمـان " المهـزلة " أكبـر خطيـّه .. !!
I’d noticed the striking white building with its handsome blue roof as we’d passed this way a day earlier, mustering our spirits as best we could under a grey, leaky sky that gave no hint of the beautiful evening we’d later enjoy by the side of the lake at Kirkjufell. I’d also spotted the rough pull in where the road snaked gently upwards through a patch of rocky scrub. “That might make for a shot,” was only the vaguest of thoughts as we passed through this remote area, heading for Arnarstapi and Dritvik Beach beyond. At this stage, the only thing we were certain of was that we’d passed the road that led to the Black Church of Budir and not taken it. And as we were following a circuit on the lonely road of West Snaefellsnes, we knew we’d need to be back this way the following day. That black church screams for attention you see. One of the most impossible to ignore hotspots on a peninsula that offers all sorts of possibilities.
So now we were here again, this time travelling anticlockwise on the most fantastic of coastal roads. Coming from a densely populated country where the sound of the internal combustion engine dominates almost every waking moment, driving here is an unrelenting joy. The Útnesvegur takes you through a brutal and dramatic landscape, where the story of Iceland’s violent volcanic birth is forever on show. In the far western reaches, we drove for miles, flanked by moss filled lava fields, roughly hewn and worn by the rages of a thousand winter storms, barely seeing any other vehicles at all. At times only the bulk of the ice clad Snaefellsjokull, rising mightily above everything else here seemed to anchor us to the land as if by some gravitational pull. A harsh elemental landscape in a time and place that has crept in under my skin and stayed there to settle into a contented glow that burns slowly within, forever calling me back. Having more time to explore on this, our second Icelandic adventure, was enabling us to see gems we’d had no time for on that dash around the ring road three summers earlier. You could easily fill an entire visit to Iceland with Snaefellsnes alone.
By now I was in a particularly fine mood. We’d already bagged compositions at half a dozen spots on this amazingly productive day as we made our way around the circuit. To add to the internal satisfaction levels, I’d also visited the fish and chip van at Arnarstapi. Let’s face it, if your stomach’s rumbling it’s game over on the photography front. Hunger is a big distraction when you’re trying to take epic photos. And now, a few minutes later after a spell in gastronomy heaven, here we were, pulled in at that patch of scrub and gazing at another epic vista, filled with more of those moss covered lava flows. And a handsome blue roofed building. And some other interesting stuff, I hope you’ll agree.
It was another Super Saturday moment, grabbed in a five minute roadside stop in the grand space between Arnarstapi and Budir. Well maybe a ten minute stop for a second layer to complete the twelve exposures for this handheld panoramic view that filled the space, tailing off into a hinterland of mountains rising from the red sands of the Snaefellsnes south coast under a huge gathering of heavy clouds that promised so much, and later delivered even more. It seems that wherever you stop - when you can stop - the chances are there will be something to fill the viewfinder with. Something that you perhaps didn’t see in a million other images when you planned your own adventures. Just like so many others, I love visiting the hotspots and trying to grab those memorable moments and record them forever. That’s what we were doing for most of our two weeks here, but I also find satisfaction in those impromptu moments when I see something else. And this is definitely an image I’d urge you to look at on the big screen if you can. “Best viewed large,” I sometimes read as I enjoy your stories. And you’re always right of course.