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P1100558 - Wild Water Buffalo (Bubalus arnee)
# 365 - 13 Aug '2019 - 18:45 (13:15 GMT)
Image taken from an open jeep safari at a close distance 🐾
At - Kaziranga National Park - UNESCO World Heritage Site - Eastern Himalayas.
Kaziranga is recognized as an Important Bird Area (IBA) by BirdLife International ...
WONDERFUL FACTS - The Wild Water Buffalo (Bubalus arnee) - also called Asian Buffalo, Asiatic Buffalo and Wild Asian Buffalo.
Is a large bovine native to the Indian Subcontinent and Southeast Asia.
It has been listed as Endangered in the IUCN Red List since 1986, as the remaining population totals less than 4,000.
A population decline of at least 50% over the last three generations (24–30 years) is projected to continue.
The global population has been estimated at 3,400 individuals, of which 3,100 (91%) live in India, mostly in Assam.
The wild water buffalo is the probable ancestor of the domestic water buffalo
(Wikipedia)
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Continuing my Rome series:)
*********************************The so-called Tempietto (Italian: 'small temple') is a small commemorative tomb (martyrium) built by Donato Bramante, possibly as early as 1502, in the courtyard of San Pietro in Montorio. Also commissioned by Ferdinand and Isabella, the Tempietto is considered a masterpiece of High Renaissance Italian architecture.[4](WIKI)
Continuing on my clean up of the most recent images, still shooting and still staying safe.
Thank you for visiting and for all the very kind words, very much appreciated.
The little knight leaps into the new school year…
Skippy envisioned his universe with the help of the following amazing creations:
NOMAD's Old Ruins!
Even though the world outside may appear to be falling apart...
Stay strong, my friends.
Let's continue to rise up to meet any challenges placed before us.
Together we can imagine and create a brilliant future for all.
Keep shining bright!
COVID numbers are continuing to rise around the world. So many people are in lockdown and not able to get out, many have been sick and have had loved ones die, and so many, including me, who haven't been able to hug their families since the beginning of this pandemic. And we have no idea when the end is in sight, or if things will ever get back to "normal."
When I saw this little vine wrapped around a post in a nearby garden, I thought of how much all of us need a hug right about now. So I'm sending out a virtual hug to all of you.
Here's a song from one of my favourite bands, Walk of the Earth, that I think might give you a smile:
To be continued... (maybe :P)
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I continue to replace images that I posted before with a new version that I like better. Morning Glory is one of my favorite flowers in the garden. I start them from seed and enjoy seeing than blossom. Each stage of the flower is fascinating to photograph.
T'was the night before Christmas
he lived all alone
In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone
I had come down the chimney with
presents to give
and to see just who in this dweling did
live
I looked all around a strange site to
see
No tinsel, no presents, not even a
tree
No stockings on the mantle just boots filled
with sand
On the wall hung pictures of far
distant lands
Medals and Badges, Awards every
kind
A sobering thought came alive in my
mind
This house was different, it was
dark, it was deary
I had found the home of a
soldier
I could see that most clearly
The soldier lie sleeping, silent, alone
Curled up on the floor in this one
bedroom home
His face was so gentle, the room in
such disorder
Not at all how I pictured a
United States Soldier
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for
a bed
Then I realized the other families
that I saw on this night
Hold their lives to soldiers, who are
willing to fight
In the morning around the
world, the children would play
Grown-ups would celebrate a bright
Christmas Day
But they all enjoy freedom each
month of the year
Because of soldiers like the one lying
here
I couldn't help but wonder, how many
lay alone?
On a cold Christmas Eve in lands far
from home
The very thought brought a tear to my
eye
I dropped to my knees and I
started to cry
The soldier awakened, I heard his
ruff voice
Santa don't cry, this life is my
choice...
...I fight for freedom, I don't ask for
more...
...My life is my God, my country, my
core
The soldier rolled over and drifted to
sleep
But I couldn't control it and I
continued to weep
I kept watch for hours... so silent and
still
as both of us shivered from the cold
nights chill
I didn't want to leave him on that cold
dark night
This guardian of honor, so willing to
fight
then the soldier rolled over with a
voice soft and pure
He whispered Carry on Santa, it's
Christmas Day...
...all secure One look at my watch
and I knew he was right
Merry Christmas my friend, may God
Bless you this night
Continuing down the county road in Texas Hill Country. First it was the cow going the opposite way, now I just stopped the car and watched as the donkey just kept walking closer and closer to me while I watched with amusement. Good think I wasn't in a hurry, lol. All in a day driving the back roads and looking for the spring wildflowers.
Every morning you have two choices: continue to sleep with dreams or wake up and chase your dreams. The choice is yours!
Continuing my theme of reflections taken on my tour of Skye and the Highlands region this image just had everything. The clouds, boat, trees, the mountains and the small reeds in the foreground just made it, in my mind, complete.
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The rains continue to fall. It rained on St Swithin's Day and so we expect another 40 days of it. As each drop of rain falls, I feel my fear and worries rise. I am once again picking our son up from the floor following a seizure induced fall. His new specialist epilepsy neurologist is seeing us soon and I am documenting his current condition in his ‘seizure diary’. It does not make good reading.
I fear how I will convey this crucial information. I can talk about epilepsy and autism as well as his other conditions fluently and with confidence. But this meeting will be about our son. When I talk about the pain and torment our son lives through each day, I am always overcome with emotion.
The diary will help, and it will contain thoughts and questions that I will refer to if I need prompts. I am not expecting anything in particular, we have been trying different things over many years now. But his condition is getting worse. In front of our very eyes, we see the changes.
My fears are as plentiful as the endless raindrops falling outside. I just hope this new neurologist listens to my story and commits to continuing to support us through whatever the future holds …
Continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations project.
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Continuing the theme of "quirky Indiana", today's feature is this old Impala sitting on the top of a metal tower.
One may ask "why", and I don't have an answer. But this is (or was) part of a menagerie of unusual stuff that included a vintage motel sign, old railroad cars and junk trucks. All located at a train station that was converted into a seafood restaurant. The business has since closed and to my understanding most of this stuff have been removed from the property. I'm not sure if this car is still there or not!
Charlestown, Indiana
UPDATE: Unfortunately this car (and everything else) has been removed from the property as of 10/2021.
Continuing from this post . The ladybugs left without finishing the job. The plant then got a really bad infestation about two weeks after they left.
I then bought a pack of Cryptolaemus montrouzieri. They are called “mealybug destroyer” for a reason. They immediately started to feast on the pest bugs, wiping the population very quickly.
Here you can see a Cryptolaemus bug chasing a mealybug (the white little one on the leaf border). Plenty to choose from, though.
To be continued, again.
Cromford Mills.
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Autumn Continues, although when I finally got out yesterday, I saw that the trees weren't nearly as full as they were last week
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Continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations
project - appreciating our children's innocence!
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Please continue to enjoy my fall series in beautiful Ontario, Canada
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My "Critters in Winter" series continues today with something more conventional (after an insect and an arachnid, equally improbable to find active at this time of year). American Robins nest and breed in the village; during May and June their wake-up calls begin around 3:30 to 4:00 a.m. Some years they linger quite late and get caught in the first winter storms. This surely must decrease their survival chances; migration is a hazardous time for them even when all goes well.
My own misgivings aside, robins and other migratory passerines have provided me with plenty of good photo ops in the late fall and first days of winter. In 2014 my neighbour, Adam, had a bumper crop of crabapples on his trees, and half a dozen species took full advantage. So did I. I especially liked the obvious colour co-ordination here, and the hoarfrost that coated all the branches and fruit.
Perhaps this fruit festival powered them southbound to their next stopping point, likely somewhere in Montana. I'll never know. But the robins keep returning each spring, so whatever they do seems to be working for them.
Photographed in Val Marie, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2014 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
....the deconstructed birthday bouquet.
lumen print, ADOX MCP 310 paper
all white daisies.
lumen color was adjusted using the scanning software.
Continuing with Raptors NOT On Fence Posts, this male Northern Harrier - aka Grey Ghost - wasn't too pleased with me when I hiked the Riverwalk Trail in Grasslands Park recently. Yes indeed, I was on foot for this! It is cropped, but not upscaled, as we were quite close. So unusual to get anywhere near this species - it must have a nest nearby.
Harriers are ground nesters. They like tall grasses near wetlands, and this place qualifies on both counts. I would bet that its mate was nest sitting while he patrolled the area. Male harriers like to spread their DNA far and wide: they will mate with several females if opportunity presents and have several families going simultaneously.
You'll never guess what happened next. Tune in tomorrow to find out!
Hmm... is anyone else having trouble finding their contacts now that Flickr has removed our People page? Currently when I click the appropriate box, I see the last dozen uploads from ONE of my Flickr friends... and nothing else. I'm sure the decision to "streamline" our interface was a money saving move and nothing more. Currently it has diminished my experience on this site and slowed down the commenting process by forcing me to scroll through group activity, when it works at all. And now this glitch. I'm not impressed.
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.
Continuing on the theme of one sparrow a day this week, here is a beautiful Chipping Sparrow spotted near Nutter's Battery, Central Park, New York. They are now coming in increasing numbers...
We had some visitors last night - mom and dad western tanager and a couple of their youngsters. I had the feeling last year that one of the many western tanagers we saw during the spring had nested nearby. This year I am convinced that is the case. I was unable to get a shot of one of the adults feeding the "teenagers" (one shown here) so that will be my goal over the next week or so.
Thanks so much to everyone who takes the time to view, like or comment on my photos!
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While many other places in the northern hemisphere are showing signs of warming weather, we continue to demonstrate why it is not the weather that drew us here. No, ironically we came for the jobs.
Continuing the White-tailed kite story, I missed the "food transfer" part of the story on this day. I saw the male go off to hunt, he immediately went into kiting mode (the hover) and I thought I had enough time to get more lined up for the prey transfer to his mate. Wrong. Missed it, he was fast and efficient. She flew to a nearby tree with it, then decided to dine closer to their nest. At least I was ready by then...
Framed in my last picture, this shows the trail continuing, hugging the lakeshore. If you look closely you can see a man and his dog.
A clear view of what happens once your sister goes under the knife. We are at Richford, Vermont and the Newport road train is sporting an 8700 RS-18 while the Richford local has the new version, RS-18u. Cars will be swapped and the road train will continue. Those were the days to be in the "North Kingdom"!
Continuing on with my series of my hometown of Muswellbrook , documenting buildings by night, particulary during the Blue hour
i was driving south with a friend, when we suddenly bumped into this.
I have never seen nature do this before so i was pretty stoked
Continuing with BIF shots with this Brown Pelican coming in for a landing. South Padre Island, Texas.
Some Info From the Cornell Lab:
"Pelicans incubate their eggs with the skin of their feet, essentially standing on the eggs to keep them warm. In the mid-twentieth century the pesticide DDT caused pelicans to lay thinner eggs that cracked under the weight of incubating parents. After nearly disappearing from North America in the 1960s and 1970s, Brown Pelicans made a full comeback thanks to pesticide regulations.
While the Brown Pelican is draining the water from its bill after a dive, gulls often try to steal the fish right out of its pouch—sometimes while perching on the pelican's head. Pelicans themselves are not above stealing fish, as they follow fishing boats and hang around piers for handouts."
Continuing on the movie Matrix line : The red pill ( Truth) , the blue pill (illusion) and now the Green pill !
Pearls of Health !Natural and Medicinal. Composed with Pomegranate pulp - seeds and an Omega-3 pill. For a healthy heart and body.
In modern life , a combination of healthy food and supplements are essential to stay healthy.
And obviously, a healthy lifestyle as the base.
No matter how large or how small a given space may be there’s always room for colors to share that space. A tree has so much space to share with lots of vivid colors. Look at the colors or shades that Autumn provides us at its peak. A Maple tree is a good example. On a smaller scale look at the most colorful fish in an aquarium. One fish can house several colors within its body. Though many flowers appear to represent basically one color such as a Red Rose, a Yellow Rose etc., this rose caught my attention in that there are no less than two beautiful “Colors Sharing Space” Nature continues to amaze and impress us with miracles (plants, animals and people) that come in many colors yet sharing small spaces. Thanks for viewing my work.
Continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations project.
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
The Junkers Ju 52 (nicknamed Tante Ju ("Aunt Ju") and Iron Annie) is a German trimotor transport aircraft manufactured from 1931 to 1952. It saw both civilian and military service during the 1930s and 1940s. In a civilian role, it flew with over twelve air carriers including Swissair and Deutsche Luft Hansa as an airliner and freight hauler. In a military role, it flew with the Luftwaffe as a troop and cargo transport and briefly as a medium bomber. The Ju 52 continued in postwar service with military and civilian air fleets well into the 1980s.
My sparrow journey continues with one of North America's most common sparrows, very friendly, never flying too far, being a slow, methodic mover. I always thought its most prominent feature was a large chest spot....but unless I have the ID wrong, it's not always there! They form groups on migration with other sparrows and I never saw one in south Florida, although infrequently they are reported in the upper part of the state.
Member of Nature’s Spirit
Good Stewards of Nature
Continuing my "Critters In Winter" series, here's a beetle sauntering along the ice in February. Not exactly attractive, this one, but it attracted my attention. Who knew? And where was it going? And to do what? And why?
There's nothing to eat out there in February; there's no one to mate with. But there it was, activated by unseen forces, marching across a frozen wasteland like Sir John Franklin's crew after their ships went down in the Arctic in 1848.
As I recall, this was a cold day. I walked along the frozen Frenchman River, unconcerned about the ice cracking. It was a solid mass. I didn't last very long out there, and - I'm sure - neither did the beetle.
Photographed on the Frenchman River northwest of Val Marie, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2014 James R. Page - all rights reserved.