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Due to the presence of a very high concentration of desert sand in the atmosphere, the sky had a yellowish complexion, very unusual, but by making the shadows of the kestrel lighter, the background became very light. A pity, but it is simply no different!
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✨ Head : Lelutka Raven
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✨ Eyes : AG. Luminescence Eyes - Lelutka Evo/EvoX for FIFTY EVENT
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✨ Earrings : Orsini Jewelry Marilyne
✨ Ring : Orsini Jewelry Coco
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✨ Lips : Delicatta - Misty (LeLUTKA Evolution/Evolution X) HUD SKIN FAIR 2023
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Slightly different result as this photo was taken 5 minutes after the previous one. This image has more pink complexion to the sunset. I hope everyone has a good weekend
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this,
and this gives life to thee.
“Sonnet 18” - William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
This is our common Australian house Gecko. We have had a family take up residence on the back verandah, behind the lounge, for the last year now. This youngster was kind enough to let me get close enough to use my macro + Raynox 250 for this macro without hissing at me, which is their normal threatened reaction. I find his eyes and skin fascinating! The skin looks like some rugged rocky landscape. Or possibly my complexion ;) I find them incredibly cool!
En la segunda parte de mi festín. Entran los diarios. Hay días en que los compro todos. Me gusta reconocer sus constantes. El estilo de cabriola sintáctica en los editoriales de El Debate; la civilizada hipocresía de El País; el mazacote informativo de El Día, apenas interrumpido por una que otra morisqueta anticlerical; la robusta complexión de La Mañana, ganadera como ella sola. Qué diferentes y qué iguales. Entre ellos juegan una especie de truco, engañándose unos a otros, haciéndose señas, cambiando de parejas. Pero todos se sirven del mismo mazo, todos se alimentan de la misma mentira. Y nosotros leemos, y, a partir de esa lectura, creemos, votamos, discutimos, perdemos la memoria, nos olvidamos generosa, cretinamente, de que hoy dicen lo contrario de ayer, que hoy defienden ardorosamente a aquél de quien ayer dijeron pestes, y, lo peor de todo, que hoy ese mismo Aquél acepta, orgulloso y ufano, esa defensa... Para mirar los diarios, hay que bajar los ojos.
(La Tregua) Mario Benedetti
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Esta escultura forma parte del monumento al Marqués de Larios en Málaga.
Ode to Cassandre - Rosier Pierre de Ronsard
Happy Ascension weekend everyone
Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avait éclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
N'a point perdu cette vêprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au votre pareil.
Las ! voyez comme en peu d'espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las ! las ses beautés laissé choir !
Ô vraiment marâtre Nature,
Puisqu'une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir !
Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que votre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez votre jeunesse :
Comme à cette fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir votre beauté.
Pierre de Ronsard (à Cassandre)
Cassandre Salviati n’avait pas 14 ans quand elle fit chavirer le cœur de Ronsard, alors dans sa 21e année. Issue d’une famille noble de banquiers italiens, elle le rencontre lors d’un bal donné à la cour du roi François Ier. Ronsard en fait son égérie et lui dédie tout un recueil : Les Amours de Cassandre qui paraîtra en 1552. Le poème « Mignonne » fait partie, quant à lui, du recueil Les Odes, paru en 1550.
Néanmoins, Ronsard ne put demander la main de la belle, étant devenu clerc tonsuré et ayant donc renoncé au monde. La demoiselle épouse Jean Peigné, seigneur de Pray, l’année suivante.
Ronsard, qui a rencontré du Bellay au collège de Coqueret, devient l’un des instigateurs du fameux groupe des auteurs de la Pléiade. Il défend ainsi la langue française qu’il affectionne à travers sa poésie. Au service de Madeleine de France qui a épousé le roi Jacques d’Écosse, il a eu l’occasion de voyager et de vivre également à Londres et en Flandres. Il ambitionnait alors une carrière diplomatique. Mais la maladie l’a rappelé en France où il découvre la poésie à laquelle il s’adonne.
L’auteur de « Mignonne, allons voir si la rose » livre ainsi un poème sous une forme construite selon des codes rigoureux tout en utilisant le lyrisme pour faire l’éloge de la femme aimée. L’ensemble est construit sur des bases de philosophie épicurienne et humaniste : la Renaissance a pointé son nez.
Source Langue Française.com
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Sweetheart let see if the Rose
Who this morning had hatched
Her purple dress in the Sun,
Has not lost this evening
The folds of her purple robe,
And her complexion is like yours.
The ace ! see how in a short space,
Cute, she has the place
The ace ! weary of its beauties let fall!
O truly stepmother Nature,
Since such a flower does not last
That from morning until evening!
So if you believe me, cutie,
As your age blooms
In its greenest novelty,
Pick, pick your youth:
Like this flower old age
Will tarnish your beauty.
Pierre de Ronsard (to Cassandre)
Cassandre Salviati was not 14 when she capsized Ronsard's heart, then in his 21st year. Coming from a noble family of Italian bankers, she met him at a ball given at the court of King Francis I. Ronsard made her his muse and dedicated an entire collection to her: Les Amours de Cassandre which was published in 1552. The poem “Mignonne” was part of the collection Les Odes, published in 1550.
Nevertheless, Ronsard could not ask for the hand of the beautiful, having become a tonsured clerk and having therefore renounced the world. The young lady marries Jean Peigné, Lord of Pray, the following year.
Ronsard, who met du Bellay at the Collège de Coqueret, became one of the instigators of the famous group of authors of the Pléiade. He thus defends the French language that he loves through his poetry. In the service of Madeleine of France who married King James of Scotland, he had the opportunity to travel and also live in London and Flanders. He then aspired to a diplomatic career. But the disease called him back to France where he discovered the poetry to which he devoted himself.
The author of "Mignonne, let's see if the rose" thus delivers a poem in a form constructed according to rigorous codes while using lyricism to praise the beloved woman. The whole is built on the foundations of epicurean and humanist philosophy: the Renaissance has pointed its nose.
Source Langue Française.com
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Phaeum comes from the Greek for dark-complexioned or also mourning. It's easy to understand why this wild Geranium is described specifically by that word.
But visiting the wonderful Zoo for the first time since its lockdown due to Covid-19, I didn't feel like mourning at all. And neither did our Honeybee out for some sweets. You can see that here she's not primarily collecting pollen but rather sticking her proboscis into the nether nectarous region in the heart of Geranium.
Different skin complexion but the same frizzy hair ... and the same hopes and dreams for the future
(I had a nice conversation with these youngsters, one of the advantages of street photography)
Explored 1, February 2022
#Laowa
Laowa C-Dreamer 7.5mm F/2
It's been a while since I've uploaded anything but images for Macro Mondays, and since I also didn't really have time for taking my photo for this Monday's "Currency" MM theme, this is my substitute Monday upload: an image that I've taken of the small, but very "pretty in flashy pink" staircase at the Futurium that leads up to the so called "Skywalk", a panorama walk on the Futurium's roof that offers a very nice view across Berlin's government district (please see the first comment). I've taken this image with the tiny Laowa C-Dreamer 7.5 mm ultra wide-angle lens that isn't quite as wide as the fabulous M.Zuiko 7-14mm, but is definitely capable of much, much nicer aperture stars.
"Kaleidoscoped" to bring out the fun pareidolia that is apparently hidden in that staircase – and seriously, have you ever seen such charmingly "angry" stairs? It would explain the pink "complexion", though ;)
Have a nice week ahead, dear Flickr friends!
Stratford is a city on the Avon River within Perth County in southwestern Ontario, Canada, with a population of 31,465 in 2016 in a land area of 28.28 square kilometres.[4] Stratford is the seat of Perth County which was settled by English, Irish, Scottish and German immigrants, in almost equal numbers, starting in the 1820s but primarily in the 1830s and 1840s. Most became farmers, and even today, the area around Stratford is known for mixed farming, dairying and hog production 266
This street portrait was taken in Nimman, a trendy neighborhood of Chiangmai, Thailand. I thought I'd share it today as a way of saying that all women fall under the umbrella of awesome :) Happy International Women’s Day! May the accomplishments of women be recognized and may there be greater gender parity in our world.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 450, f/6.3, 300mm, 1/500s
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Para la figura del joven posó como modelo el torero Luis Mazzantini.
La estatua del Marqués de Larios fue derribada por la multitud en 1931 con motivo de la proclamación de la II República Española. Entonces fue arrastrada por la ciudad y arrojada a las aguas del Puerto de Málaga. Sobre el basamento se situó al obrero de la alegoría del Trabajo.
Una vez finalizada la Guerra Civil española, la estatua fue rescatada del fondo del mar y colocada de nuevo en su lugar original.
While Mannequin was deciding if the yellow bow suited her complexion I was deciding if I should come up with a different 365 photo for today.
Águila es el nombre dado a las aves de presa, del orden de Accipitriformes, (o Falconiformes acorde a una clasificación anterior), familia Accipitridae, subfamilia Buteoninae. Pertenecen a varios géneros, los cuales están sujetos a una reclasificación más adecuada puesto que los expertos no llegan a una opinión consensuada. Las águilas se caracterizan principalmente por su gran tamaño, complexión robusta, cabeza y pico pesados. Las diversas especies y subespecies de águilas pueden encontrarse en casi cualquier parte del mundo excepto en la Antártida.
Feliz día a tod@s
Un híbrido de gato montés es el resultado del cruce entre un gato montés (Felis silvestris) y un gato doméstico (Felis catus), creando felinos con rasgos salvajes como pelajes veteados o manchados, complexión robusta y pómulos marcados, aunque suelen ser más dóciles que sus parientes salvajes, especialmente en generaciones avanzadas, siendo la hibridación un problema de conservación serio que amenaza la pureza genética del gato montés.
Wildcat hybrid It is the result of a cross between a wild cat ( Felis silvestris ) and a domestic cat ( Felis catus ).creating felines with wild traits such as mottled or spotted coats, robust build and prominent cheekbones, although they are usually more docile than their wild relatives, especially in later generations, with hybridization being a serious conservation problem that threatens the genetic purity of the wild cat.
While everybody in Venice was focused on the carnival, this little detail in the windows at S. Marco really captured my attention. And it seems to be far more suitable to be shared at the times like these.
Colossians 2:18 “Let no one disqualify you, insisting on ascetic practices and the worship of angels, claiming access to a visionary realm and inflated without cause by his unspiritual mind.”
Natasha, overwhelmed by work and family, decides to call Alexei. He tells her that he has a business trip and if he could accompany her.
She doesn't have any business trips but she needs to disconnect from her day to day; The boy without asking where or when, says YES!
Destination Santorini. Near the southern tip of the island, near the village of Akrotiri and next to the Red Beach, is the White Beach.
Not, as one might expect, a pristine white sand beach, but a gray sand and pebble beach,
with a wide stretch of white cliffs rising vertically above it. The only means of access is an arduous rock climb across the red beach,
or by water taxi. It is a popular beach with divers, who enjoy exploring the base of the cliffs and rocks that make up the cove,
and those who seek more tranquility than in the neighboring Red Beach. There are a few sun loungers and umbrellas available in the mini beach bar,
which also sells water, drinks and snacks. And there we were Alexei and Natasha enjoying that paradise! That boy with an athletic complexion, with tattoos and piercings,
Caucasian. and thinking about the last sentence that Alexei said... << My greatest wish is to be able to make you feel full,
For this, it is essential that we forge a relationship based on trust, everything remains between us in the strictest confidentiality,
as well as in my desire to satisfy each and every one of your fantasies.>>
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
Para la figura del joven posó como modelo el torero Luis Mazzantini.
La estatua del Marqués de Larios fue derribada por la multitud en 1931 con motivo de la proclamación de la II República Española. Entonces fue arrastrada por la ciudad y arrojada a las aguas del Puerto de Málaga. Sobre el basamento se situó al obrero de la alegoría del Trabajo.
Una vez finalizada la Guerra Civil española, la estatua fue rescatada del fondo del mar y colocada de nuevo en su lugar original.
My Future - Billie Eilish
I can't seem to focus
And you don't seem to notice
I'm not here
I'm just a mirror
You check your complexion
To find your reflection's all alone
I had to go
Can't you hear me?
I'm not comin' home
Do you understand?
I've changed my plans
'Cause I, I'm in love
With my future
Can't wait to meet her
And I, I'm in love
But not with anybody else
Just wanna get to know myself
I know supposedly I'm lonely now (lonely now)
Know I'm supposed to be unhappy
Without someone (someone)
But aren't I someone? (Aren't I someone? Yeah)
I'd (I'd) like to be your answer (be your answer)
'Cause you're so handsome (you're so handsome)
But I know better
Than to drive you home
'Cause you'd invite me in
And I'd be yours again
But I, I'm in love (love, love, love, love)
With my future
And you don't know her
And I, I'm in love (love, love)
But not with anybody here
I'll see you in a couple years
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From Sonnet 18
It is well known now as Shakespeare's phrase "The Darling Buds of May" was used as the title for his novel by H.E. Bates... which has since been adapted for television too 😊
Apologies for using my Japanese plum in 3 successive photos - I am enjoying it before it freezes (-2.6c last night)
For the Smile on Saturday challenge: "picture with added text"
HCC and HSoS ;o)
Cliché and Smile on Saturday: Here
my Plum blossom set: Here
Blend and Merge: Here
Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
By the time I took this shot near Tomahawk Point the wind was really starting to increase in speed. As you'll see here, the trawler has dropped anchor to keep from drifting towards the shoreline and dangerous rocks. The sky from this angle was bereft of clouds and is already taking on an interesting complexion - a combination of the salt air and the sand being whipped up in the foreground. But as far as the composition was concerned, that sky provides some interesting negative space to balance the trawler. Too much water here would have been, well, too much.
P.S. Those dark smudges in the air behind the boat are not spots on my sensor, but sea birds.
La alegoría del Trabajo, un bronce, encarna la fortaleza viril. Un joven de complexión atlética aparece en actitud de marcha, con pico y azadón sobre el hombro derecho y coronado con hojas de vid en alusión a los frutos de la tierra.
'Leucantha' Philip Grausman 1993 - metal: aluminum
Grounds for Sculpture Re-Visited (www.groundsforsculpture.org/) – Photo 5
Philip Grausman has risen to become one of the most well-acclaimed portrait sculptors of his time. Grausman's portraits take on a realistic nature, giving life and personality to his figures. Large-scale Leucantha stands tall with a stoic persona. Grausman's fine workmanship and choice of material, cast aluminum, gives Leucantha a silky complexion making her seem ageless--belonging to no specific period of time. The female head is carried gracefully on a muscled neck imparting inner strength and self-assuredness.
Dimensions:
overall: 108 in x 118 in x 118 in
Technique/Process:
cast, Luminore coating
Edition:
Edition, 1/3
Courtesy of The Sculpture Foundation, Inc.
So today in Sydney it is raining.
Monday, 12th January, 2026.
So after work this afternoon I decided to wander around my garden in the rain, which was mostly light rain (though heavy at times), and take some macro rose photographs.
This rose is 'Peace' (a famous Meilland rose from France which dates back to 1935) but I think Sydney's recent extreme heat has changed the complexion & colour of this hybrid tea-rose, such that today in the rain it looks more like an Iceberg floribunda rose, maybe with a hint of the characteristic soft yellow of 'Peace' in the central petals.
Here are the legendary 'Carpenters' with 'Rain Days and Mondays' (1970):
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjFoQxjgbrs
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 100mm f/2.8L Macro IS USM lens.
Processed in Adobe Lightroom.
If you follow my photostream, you will know that I have a very large family of bears who have all sorts of fun adventures, and life is never dull.
However, not all my bears feature regularly, or even partake in these bear adventures. These tend to be a small contingent of very old and antique bears who live with me, who prefer the more genteel and sedate pastimes of their youth as they live out their dotage with me.
One such bear is Malmsbury, who is a very precious and early German velvet mohair plush bear from around 1910. He has articulated limbs and a head that turns, dark glass bead eyes, calico paw pads, and he once had a growler in his stomach, the depression of which is still visible on his tummy (hidden artfully today by a pink grosgrain ribbon). The early growlers consisted of weighted bellows, often made of cardboard, wood, and oilcloth, which emitted a growling sound when the bear was tipped over. Being over 110 years of age, his growler no longer works. He is very heavy, as his innards consist of Wood Wool (Excelsior), which is a product made of wood slivers cut from logs. It provided a firm shape in early teddy bears, but was not soft to the touch, which is possibly one of the reasons why Malmsbury's limbs are in such fine condition.
Malmsbury enjoys nothing more when the day is fine than taking tea in a fine china cup, sitting in the garden on the lawn in a comfortable Peacock Chair, beneath a vintage parasol to protect his pale golden complexion from the sun. Perhaps you'd care to join us for a tea?
As Malmsbury pre-dates colour photography, I have given this image a vintage treatment and washed out the colour to make it appear as though it has been hand tinted, as so many special photographs from the Edwardian era were.
Malmsbury's teacup and saucer are part of a Cinderella tea set made by TG Green in Derbyshire in the 1880s, decorated with chocolate brown transfers from the story. The parasol is a 1920s Art Deco French child's parasol made of an early form of artificial silk, featuring a handle of a little boy in red wearing a beret, made of Bakelite. Malmsbury's Peacock Chair was a present this Christmas just gone from my dear Flickr friend and fellow fossicker of treasures, Kim BKHagar *Kim*.
Having just arrived with the 11.25am ex-London Charring Cross (1H16), South-Eastern 'Networker’ unit 465927 prepares to take aboard the few passengers at Royal Tunbridge Wells who are looking to ride the 12.39pm back to Charing Cross (1H70).
The track south of this spot was closed for Sunday engineering work, so a reduced service was in operation with trains terminating here and making a fairly swift return journey back up to 'The Smoke'.
In a sign of the times, the billboard at right is advertising one and two bedroom apartments for possible shared ownership from £78,750 - it's a very attractive town too so perhaps not a bad place to get on the property ladder. Of course the current mortgage rate crisis might put a different complexion on things.
And apparently pigeons aren't welcome.....
Comments off, thanks.
12.34pm, 27th March 2022
At Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, on December 17, 1903, Orville and Wilbur Wright changed the technical complexion of the 20th Century. As Orville Wright said, his 12 second, 120 foot flight was the first in which "a machine carrying a man had raised itself by its own power in to the air in full flight and sailed forward without reduction of speed, and finally landed at a point as high as that from which it started."
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I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir
Get ready for me, love
'Cause I'm a commer
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA + Helios 44-2
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
(William Shakespeare, Sonnet XVIII)
Haskell's version here.
Oh, how I love my Haskell, darling. I've never met anyone like him. I mean look at him, dressed head-to-toe in Haute Couture, and all for me. He knows how important it is to make a fashion statement, and I love him for it, darling. And he does it all of his own volition! I've hit the jackpot, haven't I? Here we are, in the floral trenches of France, soaking in those imbuing rays, deeply obsessed with one another, darling. Well, he's a little more obsessed with me than I him, but what do you expect? he's far older than I am. My youthful and buoyant complexion gratifies him, darling, invigorates him. I always did like an older man. Mwah!
Sunshine hitting the outer edge of the thick wooded and lush edge of the woods. This time of year the leaves start turning so you get suitable shades in the green leaves giving a pastel complexion to the woods. Canon EOS 77D | f11 | 1/30 Seconds | ISO 400 | 320mm |
Sonnet 18 William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Taken at Poughkeepsie maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Royal%20Oaks/80/203/23
Tualatin, Oregon
Lens: Canon EF 80-200mm f/2.8L (1989), on loan from co-worker.
One minute before sunset.
Est une espèce de petits passereaux de la famille des Passeridae.
C'est un petit oiseau assez trapu, mesurant environ 16 cm de long pour un poids allant de 24 à 39,5 g. Les femelles et les jeunes oiseaux sont pâles, colorés de brun et de gris, tandis que les mâles ont le teint plus vif, avec des marques noires, blanches et brunes. Granivore, il se nourrit majoritairement de céréales et d'autres graines, mais se montre opportuniste, consommant divers invertébrés, les insectes en premier lieu, qui servent par ailleurs d'alimentation de base aux oisillons.
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Is a species of small passerines in the family Passeridae.
It is a small, fairly stocky bird, measuring around 16 cm in length and weighing between 24 and 39.5 g. Females and young birds are pale, colored brown and gray, while males are brighter in complexion, with black, white and brown markings. Granivorous, it feeds mainly on cereals and other seeds, but is opportunistic, consuming various invertebrates, primarily insects, which also serve as a basic diet for the nestlings.