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You have to have some fun. When you work and can't social distance, then come home and have to "self isolate" from your family, and then also social distance if you go out, YOU learn to find fun and humour in the little things in life.
(ps they got into my food.. the little bounders)
This song is because I loved it back in the day... (yes I aged myself lol)
🎼: Don't Stand So Close ~The Police~
✈️ : Cherishville
After weeks of photographically uninspiring sunny blue sky days, South Wales finally serves up some proper British weather. That's more like it. The small bounder really is that colour. It's a red sandstone indigenous to the Pembrokeshire coast. This one was perfectly placed to catch the receding tide as the water swirled around the rocky foreshore. I made a number of exposures at different shutter speeds trying to catch the best patterns in the water.
Original photograph copyright © Simon Miles. Not to be used without permission. Thanks for looking.
BOUNDING FLIGHT , and the distinctive habit of pumping its tail up and down. Found at Reculvers, near Herne Bay, Kent, which is a coastal habitat, looking a bit down on the bird, on the sea defense bounders, being hit by the GOLDEN HOUR sun, just felt this would made a good image, leave you to judge for yourselves.?
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THANK YOU for your time and kind comments, it is very appreciated. Have a good weekend, behave your selves, Stay safe, God bless..................................Tomx.
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"Weave JESUS into your life today!"
So many Breaking Bad comments have been wasted on other posts of aging Class A and even Class C motorhomes, but it's fitting for this particular model in beige.
You can not find these falls anywhere in the guides, I don't remember the name as it was only told by a local shop owner.
“Two Shorelines” — Shoreline trees, meadows, and rocks reflected in the water of a small subalpine Sierra lake.
Many of my photographs from this July backpack trip in the Eastern Sierra featured views of the large landscape — long and high mountain ridges, lakes backed by tall mountains, and so forth. This one focuses on closer subjects including the shoreline that I was standing on and the meadow and sparse forest on the other side of this small bay.
I made the photograph in the morning, at just about the end of this morning’s photography. The soft and warm light of early morning was fading away and the light was beginning to be more harsh. I was first interested in the little rocky outcropping just to the left of center, and I thought it would be interesting to juxtapose that with the further forest across the water.
Those of you who tune into my channel will recall on my previous post that I would be making a startling revelation about a Flickr member that shocked even me.
Seat belts on, I was out in our garages trying to concoct another version of a special brew when Cedrick one of my faithful homing pigeons came in with a message duly strapped to its leg.
In it was a communication from my old Cornish Flickr chum Dom (Balaclava Man) Haughton saying briefly that he was bank rolling a family get together in North Devon for a couple of nights and after he had pole axed everyone with falling down juice he was looking forward to a meet up with me along the North Cornish coast. This could mean only one thing, yep a meet up at Trebormint Strand. One of Dom’s favourite locations.
So as always on these occasions I believe in laying on hospitality for Flickr friends. So Mrs P got out all her celebrity cook books and duly dispatched these to the recycling bin and as normal just threw together her incredible recipes for Dom to get his laughing gear around.
There were cooling racks of her delicious baking all over the engine room (Kitchen) worktops which she felt were sure to please.
While Mrs P was up to her ears in flour and eggs I immediately phoned Sharp’s Brewery and asked them to lay on two articulated lorries.
One lorry full of booze in order to sustain Dom’s insatiable thirst, the other to transport Mrs P’s delicacies.
With all the refreshments laid out on tables at Trebormint, I waited and I waited and waited.
I thought this is not like Dom.
So I launched one of my new homing birds, yes Penelope Pigeon. Penelope is extremely fast so was up and down the A.39 and A.30 like a long dog in an attempt to communicate with Dom as to his whereabouts.
In a month of Sundays you will never guess the message Penelope brought back from Dom.
It read………“I came straight home to lie on the settee in order to watch Arsenal play football”.
Tell me, would you rather watch Arsenal play football on the TV, or spend an evening we me at Trebormint with corporate hospitality laid on FOC.
I can always recommend a good therapist after you have had an encounter with me.
Your Honour I rest my case, punishment will be “The sheep” in the lounge photo while Mr H the bounder next goes on holiday.
Dom knows what this forfeit is 🐑🐏🐑🐏🐑🐏🐑🙈😂😂😂.
Any of you who would like to play a prank on their neighbour, full details of the above can be supplied.
Thank you so much for viewing my photos, the banter and comments are so appreciated.
Have a great weekend 👍🍺🍺🍺😎🍷🍷🍷😂😂😂.
'R' is strictly for Pirates... brigands, cadwalladers, bounders, ne'erdowells, etc.
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Bounder is a senior Lab mix. He has lots of energy, and needs a very secure yard to run and play in. He's up to date on shots, neutered, and great on a leash. He's located at the Regional Animal Services of King County in Kent, Washington (USA).
~~ This Birthday Boy Turned NINE Years Old ON Saturday ....
His day started out with a baseball game, and guess what ?
They won !! His coach let him play the whole game ...
That evening was the birthday party ...
And I must admit he had a wonderful party, with lots of kin folks, cousins and wonderful gifts ..
He loved his Elvis blanket and CD ...He Loved His Smoky Mountain leather cowboy boots, he loved his Elvis Collectors car ... HE LOVED EVERYTHING !! MOST OF ALL HE LOVES JESUS !!!! And Has been raised in a Godly home ...
My baseball player, basketball re-bounder, Elvis loving music little ole boy, and " Boot Scooting Boogie CJ "
I hope all of your days, are filled with love, joy peace,and so many more years, of celebrating many birthday
Next year you will be TEN, and that is so hard, for me to grasp, right now ...
I am ready, and most willing ,to make LOTS more memories with you ...
A rare sight in England these days, but at this time of year on Brownsea Island these little beauties still scurry around in the dappled light on the woodland floor, collecting and caching nuts for leaner times.
Red Squirrel,
The Crew of the Mahogany. A luxury space yacht that travels the galaxy.
These ,social misfits do their best to eke out a living and survive in a dark future among the stars.
Florian De Beau - escort fighter pilot, social climber, gambler and general all round bounder.
Pandemonium Smith - A mighty 300 pound Azlan. He is fiercely loyal, strong and has always embraced his aptitude for violence, can be easily distracted by large balls of string.
Rick Grainger - ex imperial agent, A trained forensic investigator, his voyueristic hobby/addiction is drone survellience and reconnaissance. OPERATIONAL STATUS - DECEASED, died on the operating table after saving the crew from a grenade in the enclosed cockpit space of their G-Carrier.
Halvaar an uplifted Dog Soldier - Bred for combat and hunting.. Halvaar is an ex Detective, discharged from service after sustaining brutal injuries whilst working undercover. He now plies his trade as security officer on the Mahogany.
Counsellor Genivieve Saint-Clair - owner of the Mahogany and the worlds most reluctant sniper. More at home with a cocktail in her hand than a high powered Incom 6000 snipe rifle, but when duty calls.
Colonel Darius Stockholm - dishonourably discharged for gun running. Ask him about his famous grenade in a bowl demolitions trick. Almost as much fun as blowing your nose with a TDX handkerchief. - OPERATIONAL STATUS - DECEASED - Gunned down by assassins after driving a dune buggy into the side of a tower block.
Such magical wizards these, here having a bout or two. I was watching half a dozen yesterday in the gloom feeding nearby, but impossible for any shots. These bounders were taken earlier in the year, Norfolk.
Like its main predator (Canada Lynx), the Snowshoe Hare is a great jumper and has huge rear feet to cope with deep snow.
I guess someone moved this old RV into this ruin before that tree blocked the entrance. I can't see another way to get it in there. I drove from Tucson to Petrified Forest National Park and pulled off the main road to explore some of the small towns along the way. I found this in the copper mining town of Winkelman, Arizona.
Cover photo, Uncommon Places, August 11, 2024
Not a figure to be messed with although I think he has left himself open for injury by fighting in the all-together. Taken in the gardens at Chatsworth House, Derbyshire
The Duin- en Bollenstreek (Dutch for "Dune and Bulb Region") is a region in the western Netherlands, that features coastal dunes and the cultivation of flower bulbs. Situated at the heart of historical Holland nearby the city Leiden, South Holland, and boundered by The Hague and Haarlem, the combination of beaches, flower fields, lakes and history makes this area attractive to tourists.
My first photo on Flickr. ;) Big Hello to Everyone! / Az első képem a Flickr-en. ;) Üdv Mindenkinek!
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Sunday morning, and Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe finds his beloved Triumph ‘babe-catcher’ balanced on some ale casks. The cad and bounder finally gets comeuppance for his regular cheating ways which are often at the expense of those closest to him. Many of our regulars have come to witness the amusing spectacle. Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe (aka TTTS) demands the crane is used to lift his pride and joy off, but despite bribery with a crate of out of date bottled beer, the key for the crane has gone missing. TTTS will have to try harder if he wants a favourable result. From left to right… Derek would like to borrow TTTS’s ‘babe-catcher’ next weekend. Dennis (on the loco) wants a nice new shiny diesel. Doug wants a new shovel. Arthritic Arthur wants a new hip. Comical Ned (with the funny shaped head) would like a date with a lady who doesn’t come with a puncture repair kit. Clive would like a new notebook (he’s always on the darn thing and he’s been after an upgrade for ages). And finally, Nasal Nigel wants some well-soiled latex gloves, we’ll leave that bit there….