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Sunlight's magic shines amongst the filigree of fractal lace-work which reaches to the sky.
These ancient Oaks on Cannock Chase have lived long but there is still life in the old wood yet, and as the suns rays kiss the woodland through the misty day much new life is stirring, and Spring's promise is but a breathe away.
Northern Flicker (Yellow-Shafted) dad coming in for the landing at the nest to feed his son!
Three images composited to show the graceful approach and landing of this rather large bird of the woodpecker family. Interesting that 1/3200 wasn't nearly enough to freeze the wing motion.
Colaptes auratus at the Morton Arboretum
I'm posting this to the A Lifeline group as a "cycle of life" work. Father to son, and perhaps, in the future, the son will build a nest in this same spot, and also raise a family.
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In the fertile lands of ancient Egypt, nestled amid the meandering Nile River, a captivating beauty emerged from the shimmering waters. It was the Blue Egyptian Waterlily, a delicate blossom that graced the landscape with its enchanting presence.
As the morning sun kissed the horizon, the Blue Egyptian Waterlily unfolded its petals, revealing a symphony of deep azure hues. Its velvety blue petals, glistening with droplets of dew, embraced the world with an ethereal grace. Floating effortlessly on emerald-green lily pads, it became a symbol of tranquility and serenity in the bustling oasis.
In the hearts of the Egyptians, this aquatic marvel held profound symbolism. It was believed to be the embodiment of rebirth and the cycle of life. Just as the Blue Egyptian Waterlily emerged from the murky depths each day, blooming anew with radiant vitality, so too did the Egyptian civilization thrive amidst the challenges they faced.
Its striking blue petals mirrored the heavenly expanse above, where the gods and goddesses resided. To the ancient Egyptians, this divine flower was a bridge between the earthly realm and the realm of the gods, a connection to the spiritual forces that guided their lives.
But beyond its symbolic significance, the Blue Egyptian Waterlily was a source of practical use. Its roots, submerged beneath the water's surface, provided a habitat for fish, frogs, and other aquatic creatures. The leaves and flowers held medicinal properties, utilized in remedies and potions to alleviate ailments and promote well-being.
Through the passage of time, the allure of the Blue Egyptian Waterlily has endured. Its delicate petals continue to inspire artists, poets, and dreamers alike. It serves as a gentle reminder of the harmony found in nature, the enduring power of beauty, and the profound wisdom that can be discovered in even the simplest of things.
So, let us immerse ourselves in the captivating aura of the Blue Egyptian Waterlily, and allow its timeless charm to transport us to the banks of the ancient Nile, where the whispers of a bygone era continue to echo through the petals of this exquisite flower.
Chilterns, Hertfordshire. Just a reminder that the cycle of life goes on. With or without me (and you).
It looked almost painful to watch, but I swear he smiled and winked at me when he was done. Bolsa Chica Ecology Reserve
One of hundreds of jellies stranded by the outgoing tide at Moss Landing, just north of Monterey, California.
Part of the never ending cycle of nature.
After yesterday's pathetic poop-eating Coyote, I had to show one that nabbed a real meal. If the dead prairie dog looks small in the predator's jaws, that's because Coyote has already eaten half of it. Be grateful we aren't looking at the gory end.
The Prairie Dog had wandered too far from the safety of its burrow and was unaware that danger lurked nearby. Coyote was hiding in the grass, using natural cover, a shallow dip in the land. When it burst from cover, the rodent had its back turned and those critical two or three seconds of unawareness sealed its fate.
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A bullfrog at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Wildwood Park, Harrisburg Pennsylvania.
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Continuing my series on beachside plant life, this third image features a spent Milkweed seedpod.
Known as one of the main host plants for Monarch
butterflies, Milkweed plants grow wild just about everywhere, and many gardeners are planting them in their home landscapes to help the butterflies get through their population-decline crisis.
The seedpods fruit in late summer, distributing all their feathery seeds into the air throughout the fall months. Then through the winter, there is nothing left but the dried seed husk and seed core that I've photographed here.
The stem is dead as well, and it will soon fall to the ground (or in this case, the beach sand) and will cycle back into nutrients for the next generation of Milkweed plants!
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I snapped this picture of the hollow stump, and as I processed this frame I got to wondering would I have even paid attention to the tree that once was here. The stump was granted to be pixel worthy, the tree was honored in death not life.
A brown trout gives her all to reach the spawning area.
The spillway is so high, I do not believe that they will actually reach the upper levels.
When I first arrived and was walking over the bridge - I looked down and saw a few trout actually preparing areas to spawn in the shallower/slower areas of the creek.
An Anna's Hummingbird relieving itself of some used nectar. I rarely offer bird shots in black and white, but this one screamed B&W to me. This is the last in my hummingbird series for now. I have more to share at a later time. NEXT UP: some abstract graphics I created during the pandemic.
The deep cut of Laughingwater Creek reveals complex faulting and fractures in the Cascade Range, southeast of Mt. Rainier. This is a detail of the right bank.
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For probably 80 years this tree stood proudly growing by the lakeshore, its branches towering 100 feet into the air. It has been somewhat of a landmark at the end of Indiana Avenue. You can see Lake Michigan there in the background.
Many a Bald Eagle has perched in its branches, looking down into the Lake for fish to scoop up and eat.
It has been dead for many years, but it had still stood strong and beautiful. Sadly, as I was walking the lakeshore two weeks ago I saw it had fallen down and given up its ghost.
I know it will slowly recycle and feed the earth with its cellulose fiber, enriching the soil. Still, it made me sad to see it lying there in its last resting place. The cycle of life brings beauty, enrichment, and emotions.
This photograph captures a forgotten well nestled in a lush, overgrown garden. The well, once a vital source of water, now stands as a silent witness to time's passage. Its stone structure is covered in moss and lichen, blending seamlessly with the surrounding greenery. The scene is bathed in soft, dappled sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere.
The image was taken during an exploratory walk through an abandoned estate. The photographer stumbled upon this hidden gem, intrigued by its historical significance and the beauty of nature reclaiming what was once man-made. The composition highlights the contrast between the decaying well and the vibrant plant life, symbolizing the cycle of life and the enduring power of nature.
This photograph is valued for its ability to showcase the photographer's skill in capturing the essence of a forgotten place and evoking a sense of nostalgia and wonder. It invites viewers to ponder the stories that might have unfolded around this well and the lives it once touched.
It was all the rage in its prime, but time has delivered its final resting place. I just happened to notice it for perhaps one last time, and I found it just as beautiful as ever.
I think the victim here was a mink - itself a hunter with no mercy - that emerged from a nearby tree well looking for mice, when it was caught out in the open by the hawk we had seen earlier. The tracks read like a book and made me wonder about the cycle of life and death in more ways than this image might suggest.
A solitary dandelion seed falling to the ground.
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And Yes he swallowed it whole. It took a few minutes and when done the bird was not moving fast but smiled
The cycle of life is always consistent. The Earth continues to spin on it's axis and gravity keeps us all in place! Things may not be perfect right now but nature reminds us to appreciate the beauty all around us I think ❤️
I barely had reached the spot and it started drizzling even though sun was shining through. So I stood my ground till the bee eater receded to take cover.
This is a milkweed seed. If all goes well for it, next year it will be a milkweed plant and host a monarch butterfly's eggs.
I'm grateful for the cycle of life. Even as the plants are dying, their seeds are scattered in preparation for next year. It gives me hope.
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(I know -- I'm a few days behind)