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Parque Natural del Gorbea (Vizcaya/Bizkaia - País Vasco/Euskadi)
Sony A900 + Carl Zeiss16-35mm + ND8 filter + Cokin filter : X121S
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This Eagle was calling to their mate and within a couple minutes the other eagle showed up.
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I just returned from a week in Churchill, Manitoba. With the high water levels this year the returns of shorebirds seems to be way down, but there were certainly no shortage of other birds.
I photographed this Pacific Loon in one of the "pothole" ponds in the tundra just before sunset on our second day in town.
The Mountains are Calling and I Must Go...
John Muir, born in 1838, was one of America’s most famous and influential “Outdoor Enthusiasts,” which in his era, were called Naturalists. He remains one of California’s most important historical personalities and is generally still known today as one of the Father’s of our National Parks. He once described himself as, a “poetico-trampo-geologist-botanist and ornithologist-naturalist etc. etc.!!!!”
A quick bussiness trip to Taupo on week end made for a return thru National Park as you do. Was hoping for something of Ruapehu but was a bit covered in cloud so looked the other way and the light on Ngauruhoe was just awesome.
A 8 image pano shot vertically making the main file 859.6 mb in size. This one is reduced down a tad...
The Gardens.
Bay of Fires. Tasmania.
Renowned for its granite rocks covered with orange-red lichen.
Single image.
Whoa! That’s a 1949 Cadillac Series 61 Sedanette, V8 Fastback. No for sale sign on it, but a primo vintage specimen. Won’t fit in your garage, my son said, “but buy it anyway and figure out where to put it later.” I’d prolly have to sell the house to afford it . . .
This female Purple Finch was calling most of today in my yard. Another female would intermittently join her at a feeder. A male did finally show up but not for long and she kept calling till dark...
London calling to the faraway towns
Now that war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
Taken near London Drugs, downtown Vancouver
A very wet and dreary day today in Worcestershire, prompted a revisit to the image archives to see if I had taken any images in similar conditions.
Working my way through my archive of images to never see the light of day a serendipitous moment presented itself!
'London Calling' by The Clash popped up on my music stream just as I clicked the image link.
The result; an image consigned to the depths resurfaced . Quite apt.
So, a little bit of processing and adjustment, along with inspiration generating backing music now being provided by The Clash and their top hit, led to a productive late afternoon image editing session.
A wandering tattler sings from atop a coastal limestone outcrop. Uncommon in breeding plumage in its nonbreeding range, I’m not sure if it’s an early migratory return or if it’s a young bird that oversummered in the tropics. I observed it chasing other tattlers on the shoreline. ‘Ūlili, the Hawaiian name, resembles the tattler’s alarm call. With an expansive migratory range, the wandering tattler lives up to its common name. ‘Ūlili were considered messengers and scouts of the gods. A magnificent navigator, many tattlers annually migrates between Alaska, Siberia, and Canada to tropical Pacific islands on a high endurance non-stop flight of 72 to 96 hours. Using the stars and the earth’s magnetic field, perhaps visually perceived with magnetoreception molecules of cryptochrome in its retina, ‘ūlili find a route over thousands of miles of featureless open ocean.
This bull has fought many battles and lost some tangs off of his antlers. Yet the instinct is to continue on and to do what is natural.