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This Muscovy duck was seen at Heather Farm Park in Walnut Creek, California.
Photograph by my wife, Beatrice.
Post-processing by me.
Affection cannot be manufactured or regulated by law. If one has no affection for a person or a system, one should be free to give the fullest expression to his disaffection, so long as he does not contemplate, promote, or incite to violence.
In the midst of a blustery mess east of Mendota, Illinois, the crew on a BNSF snow clearing extra takes a cold minute to clear snow off the windshield of BNSF 4242.
Looking off an overhung promontory toward the expansive wilderness of rock, canyons, and mountains in the Maze District of Canyonlands Moment’s Notice gets a sense of vast with no indication of human development in sight. Note the large chunk of White Rim sandstone that has broken off below the viewpoint, and the Chocolate Drops and Standing Rocks in the distance.
I will be traveling for the next week and a half with intermittent internet access, and though I hope to be able to keep up with your posts there may be a lapse during this time, so please forgive my absence from Flickr.
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Texture by Kerstin Frank www.flickr.com/photos/kerstinfrank-design/32556334954/in/...
Aiko is modelling, patiently, untill his mom is finished 'shooting'.
Probably no contemplating this evening 😁
Swooosch, off we go!
Let us be moral. Let us contemplate existence.
Now that I've worn out
I've worn out the world
I'm on my knees in fascination
Looking through the night
And the moon's never seen me before
But I'm reflecting light
I rode the pain down
Got off and looked up
Looked into your eyes
The lost open windows
All around
My dark heart lit up the skies
She sat back in her chair. It had been one of those days where ignorance seemed to abound more than usual.. Maybe it was the changing of the Seasons? Perhaps it had something to do with the arrival of the new moon? All she knew was that something had to be done about it.
With an upturn turn of her palm, her grimoire appeared. It could be - quite possibly - that chaos was in order. A knowing look came over her face and the pages of the book began to turn. The fire that was produced from the pages was the only indication of what she had in mind. . . .
Little Jon[athan], 7 years ago, ready to joust with Robin Hood for right of passage.
I came across this oldie and felt compelled to re-edit.
© Anvilcloud Photography
Every time I open the window, Isis it's the first to climb on the sill to watch over the ring doves in the fir. Something unusual happened, late in Autumn they had another offspring. Luckily for him, the weather was mild and he was smart enough to escape twice of the attack of the Eurasian sparrowhawk who's constantly circling our yards in search of easy prey.
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Isis at the window
ok, what to do next...
Thank you aggy ! Hands a tissue ;-) *giggles
Location spotted on Liqueur Felix stream, here www.flickr.com/photos/liqueur/3659891084/
dont miss aggy the victim's awesome versions!!
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