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<Black-fronted Dotterel
Scientific Name: Elseyornis melanops
Description: The Black-fronted Dotterel is a small wader with a distinctive black face-mask and breast-band and prominent chestnut scapulars (shoulder feathers). In juveniles, the breast-band is initially absent but a brown band slowly appears as the bird develops. Legs are pink orange, and the bill is red with a black tip. The dark eye is ringed with red. In flight the wings look broad and the tail short, while the black and white contrast is striking. Flight is slow with almost hesitant wing beats. This species is also called the Black-fronted Plover.
Similar species: The adult and immature Black-fronted Dotterel are unmistakable, though the juvenile could be confused with the juvenile and immature Red-capped Plover.
Distribution: The Black-fronted Dotterel is widespread throughout Australasia.
Habitat: The Black-fronted Dotterel is found in the shallow margins of wetlands, lakes, rivers, sewage farms, storm drains and marshes. It is normally always near freshwater and is not often seen on the coast.
Seasonal movements: Breeding resident.
Feeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel eats small molluscs as well as aquatic and terrestrial insects. When it forages, it keeps its body horizontal while bobbing its head to look for food, often running then stopping suddenly to peck at food items.
Breeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel lays its eggs in a shallow scrape, often on pebbly ground and quite close to water. It may have more then one brood per year. Both parents incubate the eggs and look after the young.
Calls: Sharp 'tip' call, singular or repeated three or four times.
Minimum Size: 16cm
Maximum Size: 18cm
Average size: 17cm
Average weight: 32g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 2 to 3 eggs
Incubation: 27 days
Nestling Period: 25 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
© Chris Burns 2022
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Yes, this is just about the extent of my bear collection,
at least the one I use the most!
They were a bit hesitant to pose for this shot,
but finally agreed, along with a short description!
The *honey* filled bears are self-explanatory.
The green bear contains leftover paint for one of my studios!
The bear with the handmade woolen sweater is a model and
wonders why he only has one knitting needle across his front.
The miniature bear in the center left holds a small wooden bee collection,
and the bear beside him used to be filled with glittery nail polish,
but likes her new clean look!
In the middle back, beachy bear sporting a flowery headdress, contains sea glass!
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday everyone!
There's always that hesitant one in every group, or brood (as a group of ducklings is called), as the case may be...hehe!
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This is the subject of the photographers in the previous image but I took this without getting a cold bum for my troubles. Just off the Main Drive in Dunham Park, he was a little hesitant as the cull was in progress and there is always a sense of unease over the parkland understandably during the process
A line from Billy Bragg (Greetings to the new Brunette) another master wordsmith.
The lyric can be interpreted in a more salacious manner but I was thinking in relation to an image that we can manipulation to create an impression of a feeling, a mood, a thought.
I was abit hesitant to put his up as it's not my usual type of image and perhaps people wont like it.
But I guess "you can't please all of the people all of the time" and perhaps you oughtn't try.
Mike and I took a short "Day trip" to Beaver Meadow Marsh and River Walk . There were several pair of Redwing Blackbirds staking claim to prime cattail property.
After editing these images I am not sure if they are more about the birds or the cattails. I was hesitant to do much cropping because the images seemed to lose character without the cattails, reeds and bokeh.
(Click on any)
Rougegorge Familier / European Robin / Erithacus Rubecula
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A little bird that everyone knows I think, who is very reckless, not hesitating to give voice when a stranger approaches too close. I really like his behavior, pretty courageous I find. He is often a companion of the wildlife photographer because he is able to stay close for a while!
PS : no idea why my settings are so extreme! The photos I took before and after didn't have these settings at all, maybe an exif bug, or a mistake from me.
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Un petit oiseau connu de tous je pense, qui s'avère être très téméraire, n’hésitant pas à donner de la voix lorsqu'un inconnu s'approche trop près à son goût. J'aime beaucoup son comportement, plutôt courageux je trouve. Il est souvent un compagnon du photographe animalier car est capable de rester à proximité un moment !
PS : aucune idée de la raison pour laquelle mes réglages sont si extrêmes! Lors de cette sortie, les photos que j'ai faites avant et après n'avaient pas du tout ces réglages, un bug des exif peut-être ou une erreur perso.
Function: adjective
Pronunciation: 'shī
Inflected Form(s): shi·er or shy·er/'shī(-&)r/ ; shi·est or shy·est/'shī-&st/
Etymology: Middle English schey, from Old English sceoh; akin to Old High German sciuhen to frighten off
1 : easily frightened : TIMID
2 : disposed to avoid a person or thing
3 : hesitant in committing oneself : CIRCUMSPECT
4 : sensitively diffident or retiring : RESERVED ; also : expressive of such a state or nature
5 : SECLUDED , HIDDEN
The Lake Fork of the Gunnison River is managed by Trout Unlimited at sites between Lake City and Blue Mesa River. Here, at the entrance to Red Bridge Campground, it is usually occupied by dry fly enthusiasts. But no one here this warm day before the snow. The fish are accustomed to colorful seduction tapping the surface, dragging filament. But not today.
Usually, I am hesitant to wander along the edge of the river for fear of spooking some trout that someone was trying to coax to the surface. No one needed that courtesy today, so I spent a few pleasant minutes here.
Sammi is one of the babies living out in the wild. When I feed everyone he is hesitant to come near me and it always meowing. He's such a good boy!!
Thank you very much for the visits, faves and comments. Cheers
Black-fronted Dotterel
Scientific Name: Elseyornis melanops
Description: The Black-fronted Dotterel is a small wader with a distinctive black face-mask and breast-band and prominent chestnut scapulars (shoulder feathers). In juveniles, the breast-band is initially absent but a brown band slowly appears as the bird develops. Legs are pink orange, and the bill is red with a black tip. The dark eye is ringed with red. In flight the wings look broad and the tail short, while the black and white contrast is striking. Flight is slow with almost hesitant wing beats. This species is also called the Black-fronted Plover.
Similar species: The adult and immature Black-fronted Dotterel are unmistakable, though the juvenile could be confused with the juvenile and immature Red-capped Plover.
Distribution: The Black-fronted Dotterel is widespread throughout Australasia.
Habitat: The Black-fronted Dotterel is found in the shallow margins of wetlands, lakes, rivers, sewage farms, storm drains and marshes. It is normally always near freshwater and is not often seen on the coast.
Seasonal movements: Breeding resident.
Feeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel eats small molluscs as well as aquatic and terrestrial insects. When it forages, it keeps its body horizontal while bobbing its head to look for food, often running then stopping suddenly to peck at food items.
Breeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel lays its eggs in a shallow scrape, often on pebbly ground and quite close to water. It may have more then one brood per year. Both parents incubate the eggs and look after the young.
Calls: Sharp 'tip' call, singular or repeated three or four times.
Minimum Size: 16cm
Maximum Size: 18cm
Average size: 17cm
Average weight: 32g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 2 to 3 eggs
Incubation: 27 days
Nestling Period: 25 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
© Chris Burns 2025
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This image may not be copied, reproduced, distributed, republished, downloaded, displayed, posted or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic, mechanical, photocopying and recording without my written consent.
This female Eastern Pondhawk dragonfly is well camouflaged while resting on this long green leaf. I was a bit hesitant to photograph dragonflies in Florida as most would rest close to the water where the gators were. I would only shoot them if I felt I wouldn't be attacked while doing so.
Taken 15 April 2019 at Circle B Bar Reserves, Lakeland, Florida
This is the beautiful Dorset coast near Seatown, a few miles from Bridport. In the distance are Charmouth and Lyme Regis. The cliff is known as the Golden Cap, due to the band of sandstone that can be seen at its top. It rises for some 626 feet above sea level and is the highest cliff on ther south coast of England. There have been a number of cliff-falls along south-west coasts in the past year, with heavy rain thought to have caused most of them. This has resulted in numerous piles of earth and rocks on the beaches, and here in Dorset these are a rich source of fossils.
Mary Anning, who lived in Lyme Regis in the first half of the 19th century, was a pioneering palaeontologist and fossil collector and the first to understand what the fossils really were. Around 1811, when Mary was 12, her father found a strange-looking fossilised skull. Mary then searched for the rest of it and over a period of months painstakingly dug the outline of its 17 feet-long skeleton. This was the first Ichthyosaurus to be discovered. Subsequently it was found that these creatures lived during the Triassic and Jurassic periods (251 million to 145 million years ago).
Over her short lifetime Mary discovered the fossilised remains of many creatures and today the Natural History Museum in London showcases several of Mary Anning's spectacular finds, including her ichthyosaur, plesiosaur and pterosaur. Despite her growing reputation for finding and identifying fossils, the scientific community was hesitant to recognise her work. Even the Geological Society of London refused to admit her. But now, 175 years after her death, she is widely recognised for her pioneering work. The 2020 film Ammonite stars Kate Winslet as Mary Anning. I gather it is a romantic drama and is loosely based on her life.
Sources; www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/mary-anning-unsung-hero.html
Une photo de Chevêche traitée en mode minimaliste, monochrome, met en scène l’oiseau dans une esthétique de simplicité épurée qui renforce son apparence de timidité et d’isolement.
Isolée sur son unique branche, la chevêche semble presque hésitante, discrète spectatrice du monde, tout en douceur et en retenue …
Ce choix artistique souligne la fragilité et la beauté du moment, donnant à l’animal une pudeur touchante, comme si le regard du spectateur effleurait un instant de calme suspendu, loin de toute agitation !
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A photo of a Little Owl, treated in a minimalist and monochrome style, captures the bird in a scene of pure simplicity that enhances its appearance of timidity and isolation.
Perched alone on a single branch, the owl seems almost hesitant—a quiet observer of the world, full of softness and restraint …
This artistic choice highlights the fragility and beauty of the moment, giving the animal a touching sense of shyness, as if the viewer were gently witnessing a suspended moment of calm, far from noise and distraction !
Just got back from a 1400 mile, 4 country road trip. We spent three days in Bled, Slovenia. It was a wonderful, beautiful place. On the last day we hiked to the top of this peak which was a near vertical ascent 780 meters above the lake below. Every five minutes, I thought the view couldn't get better, but it did. Even when we got to the top, a hiker heading down said there was an even better view a few minutes more across the ridge. I was hesitant but her was right and this photo was what we saw from there.
I am reasonably sure this is a female Purple Finch that is enjoying the bounty of one of our Crab Apple trees. There have been waxwings, starlings, jays, thrashers and catbirds as well as a variety of little mammals: chippys , red squirrels, raccoon and the resident possum that love the harvest provided by these trees.
If anyone has an alternate ID on the subject of this photo please let me know. I am always a bit hesitant with ID between House and Purple finches.
It had rained the night before, so despite having stopped on our travels from San Diego to specifically hike Kanarra Falls, my wife and I awoke to an overcast morning and were hesitant to return to the start point. We waited much later than we planned, with a long drive ahead of us for the day, but finally decided to attempt the hike at 9 AM.
I am so glad we did. Had we been there earlier, this shot would have been even better, and as it was, this is barely what I saw as I tried to put the tripod together and in place before snapping off the images. There was still quite a bit of mist from the morning's cool waters hanging in this portion of the slot canyon and as we turned the corner, the single ray of sunlight illuminating that mist was a "Wow" moment. I got this one shot, before it was too warm, the mist had evaporated completely, and the sun proceeded to move past this angle.
That's how it goes sometimes...
Congrats on Explore!
Recognition:
Accepted for Display - NOV 2023 Darkroomers Photographic Club at the Photographic Arts Building in Balboa Park, San Diego, CA
Best in Class Merit Image - SEP 2023 Professional Photographers of San Diego County (PPSDC) - Nature/Landscape category
We were going out for a summery lunch and I thought the hat I bought in Singapore, might match her outfit. When she put it on, I saw an opportunity for a quick image before we left. This is the result.
She is feeling better than last week but after the lunch, needed lots of rest. She goes back to Uni next week so I am hoping she will be able to cope with the increased workload of a double degree.
I always feel hesitant in putting up portraits as I don’t have many skills in this area so am under no illusion they are anything other than average. However, when they are of special people, I am always happy to look back on them and appreciate the moment they captured.
The title is a song by the Arctic Monkeys, one of her favourite bands.
Your comments and faves are greatly appreciated. Many thanks.
Black-fronted Dotterel
Scientific Name: Elseyornis melanops
Description: The Black-fronted Dotterel is a small wader with a distinctive black face-mask and breast-band and prominent chestnut scapulars (shoulder feathers). In juveniles, the breast-band is initially absent but a brown band slowly appears as the bird develops. Legs are pink orange, and the bill is red with a black tip. The dark eye is ringed with red. In flight the wings look broad and the tail short, while the black and white contrast is striking. Flight is slow with almost hesitant wing beats. This species is also called the Black-fronted Plover.
Similar species: The adult and immature Black-fronted Dotterel are unmistakable, though the juvenile could be confused with the juvenile and immature Red-capped Plover.
Distribution: The Black-fronted Dotterel is widespread throughout Australasia.
Habitat: The Black-fronted Dotterel is found in the shallow margins of wetlands, lakes, rivers, sewage farms, storm drains and marshes. It is normally always near freshwater and is not often seen on the coast.
Seasonal movements: Breeding resident.
Feeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel eats small molluscs as well as aquatic and terrestrial insects. When it forages, it keeps its body horizontal while bobbing its head to look for food, often running then stopping suddenly to peck at food items.
Breeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel lays its eggs in a shallow scrape, often on pebbly ground and quite close to water. It may have more then one brood per year. Both parents incubate the eggs and look after the young.
Calls: Sharp 'tip' call, singular or repeated three or four times.
Minimum Size: 16cm
Maximum Size: 18cm
Average size: 17cm
Average weight: 32g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 2 to 3 eggs
Incubation: 27 days
Nestling Period: 25 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
© Chris Burns 2021
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All rights reserved.
This image may not be copied, reproduced, distributed, republished, downloaded, displayed, posted or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic, mechanical, photocopying and recording without my written consent.
Nature knows how to balance the books - the Great Horned Owls will be nesting this time of the year and for them and for their offspring to survive they must find food sources. Hope they have a good season this year ahead and we get to see some owlets in a few months. I have had this photo for a number of years and was hesitant on posting as I know seeing a kill is sometimes difficult for some individuals. Circle of life and nature can look cruel but has a purpose.
Taking on the cloudy day in beautiful Pizol / Switzerland. I went hiking with a friend of mine on the popular "5-Seen-Tour". A really wonderfull place.
As always don´t be hesitant to comment and get in touch with me. :)
alameda county fair. I didn't plan this shot and was hesitant about posting but I loved the serendipity
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The storm howled across the frozen moors, swirling gusts of snow around her. She moved cautiously, her heart pounding beneath the thick fur draped over her shoulders. Then, he appeared.
A black wolf with piercing eyes, standing motionless in the mist like a living shadow. His warm breath mingled with the icy wind, painting spectral swirls in the night air. He wasn’t afraid. Neither was she.
There was no growl, no snarl. Just that vibrant silence, that suspended moment between them. A silent pact. An ancient recognition.
She reached out, hesitant, feeling the raw energy of the creature. The wolf did not back away. Because he knew. She was the chosen one, the one who would walk by his side, between shadow and light, to defy fate.
dear friends!! today, i bundled up to keep warm and took my cameras to the icy lakeshore. in the company of seagulls, i lost myself in a state of bliss. and later, looking at the polaroid photos, i was amazed to see how much more lavender the world becomes through the alchemy of spectra film on a cold day. and how hesitant that film can be to come into the cold world. :)
i wish you all a blissful weekend!!
may all travelers find joy!!
jeanne
scanned polaroid spectra photo, february 15, 2008
(altered by the alchemy of the film's chemistry on a cold day)
For awhile the Covid pandemic eased and cafes were allowed customers to dine outside. Many were hesitant in taking up the invitation
I was excited for the opportunity to get this shot, but have been hesitant to post it. Taken just before 9:00AM, conditions were sunny, but light was not really harsh or anything, and I did underexpose the scene, but the whites were still quite overexposed. I tried to rescue as much detail as I could, but I find that it still takes on an unnatural look, especially the adults. I even masked the adults to adjust the surrounding area that was quite dark from the original exposure.
I would say that the range of brightness values was just too great to really get a natural looking image. Shooting from quite a distance detail is only so-so as this is a hefty crop. Still, all in all I am happy to have it in my collection. To see the young ones is kind of special as I have only ever seen adults a couple of times before.
Oaxaca (Mexique) – Je sortais de la "basilica de nuestro senora de saledad", quand j’ai entendu un accordéon qui égrenait quelques notes. La musique était bizarre, comme si l'accordéoniste – que je ne voyais pas à cet instant – ne savait pas jouer de son instrument. Une "mélodie" hésitante, mais envoutante. Répétitive. Je me suis laissé guider par les notes, jusqu'à cette famille qui faisait la manche. Si la musique n'était pas extraordinaire, elle était obsédante et la scène qui s'offrait à moi était magique. Quatre personnages sur ce fond bleu, baignant dans une lumière chaude. Les rayons du soleil se concentraient sur le visage illuminé de la femme. J’ai hésité à m'approcher, de peur que l'enchantement ne soit rompu. Les notes maladroitement jouées enveloppaient la scène et renforçaient ce sentiment de vivre un moment irréel. Je n'ai pas osé prendre de photo. Je me suis éloigné. Cette famille déshéritée me mettait mal à l'aise. Pour la première fois, je me suis senti "voyeur". Vingt secondes plus tard, je suis revenu sur mes pas, estimant que cette photo, je la regretterai toute ma vie. J'ai mis un gros billet dans la casquette rouge tenue par la jeune mère et j'ai demandé si je pouvais les prendre en photo ? Un simple acquiescement de la tête, à peine perceptible, de la jeune femme. J'ai fait deux photos. Pas une de plus.
The accordionist who did not know to play
Oaxaca (Mexico) - I was leaving the "basilica de nuestro senora de saledad", where I had taken some pictures. As it was dark I increased the sensitivity. Normal. But what is less is that when going out, I did not change the sensitivity, while there was an astonishing brightness at the end of the day.
That's when I heard an accordion. The music was weird, as if the accordionist - whom I couldn't see - didn't really know how to play his instrument. A hesitant "melody", but captivating like repetitive music.
I let myself be guided by the notes, until I saw this little family that appealed to charity. If the music was not extraordinary despite its haunting side, the scene before me was wonderful. Four figures on this blue background, bathed in a very warm light. The woman was overexposed by the ray of sunlight that hit her face.
I hesitated to approach, I do not know why, probably for fear that this spectacle does not stop. May the enchantment be broken. The awkwardly played notes enveloped the stage and reinforced this feeling of living an unreal moment. Magic.
Finally I did not dare to take the photo and I walked away. After twenty seconds I changed my mind - I'm still a rationalist - and I retraced my steps, telling myself that this photo, I will regret it all my life.
I put a big ticket in the red cap held by the young mother and asked if I could take a picture of them ?
They haven't changed their proud and distant attitude. I took two photos. Not one more.
It was in the evening at the hotel that I realized that the sensitivity was not adapted, accentuating the contrast.
Shell Creek Rd.,
Eastern San Luis Obispo Co., California
I'm a bit hesitant to post this, since I was sheltering afield on Friday. In honor of the upcoming Earth Day.
Hesitantly offered for Saturday Self-Challenge: abstract as the program I would have used is now obsolete.
Any suggestions for a replacement, which can offer multiple exposure, gratefully received.
“In all psychological wars, it’s never over, there’s just this day, this time, and a hesitant belief in your ability to change. It is not an arena where the unsure should go looking for absolutes and there are no permanent victories. It is about a living change, filled with the insecurities, the chaos, of our own personalities, and is always one step up, two steps back.”
—Bruce Springsteen, Born to Run
I want to thank everyone for your awesome support these past few weeks (and always!). I’m overwhelmed by your generosity and kindness. Thank you! Thank you!
We are enjoying gorgeous fall weather today here in southern Ontario, so I promise to catch up with you later tonight or tomorrow. Cheers. x
P.S. For those of you who follow me on Instagram, I’m currently logged out (I’m not sure when I’ll return). If you need to message me for some reason, you can reach me via FlickrMail.
TD: f/2.2, 1/5 sec, ISO 50, @50 mm
I had scouted this location a few times before but was hesitant to actually shoot it because it is on private property. Then I finally took heart and went there thinking that if someone catches me on the property I'll just sweet talk myself out of a sticky situation.
Fortunately all that was not necessary. I arrived just before sunset, and shortly after a couple drove up to look after some livestock that was held in pens adjacent to the silos. We got talking and they were very nice and allowed me to enter the complex and even asked me to trade them some images they could then use on their website. I thought that was a good bargain.
It turned out that the young lady was part of the King family which owns this large ranch and farm in the area.
I knew there was a good shot to be had and I'm very pleased with how it came out.
Today, the terrestrial order, the order of the earth, is coming to an end. It is being succeeded by the digital order. Heidegger was the last thinker of the terrestrial order. Death and pain do not belong to the digital order. They represent disturbances. Mourning and longing are also suspicious. The pain of the nearness of distance is alien to the digital order. Distance is inscribed into nearness. The digital order transforms nearness into the absence of distance, so that it is no longer painful. Under the compulsion of availability, everything is rendered accessible and consumable. The digital habitus is: everything must be available at once. The telos of the digital order is total availability. This order lacks the 'slowness of the hesitant shyness in the face of what cannot be done'.
- Byung-Chul Han, The Ontology of Pain
I really wanted to give this daffodil some room to breathe in the image so I shot this with my 50mm lens. This flower is from my yard and I was hesitant to cut it down but am planning on using it for a couple of compositions so it will be treasured and celebrated. It is ridiculously bright and the yellow is intense but I don't think it takes away from the subject. I might shoot this on black and white too to see what works best.
Early Spring
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows' wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,
hesitantly, reach toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are showing
these unexpected subtle risings
that find expression in the empty trees.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
On a windless morning, this mōlī (Phoebastria immutabilis) was hesitant to leap from the shoreline escarpment. A large bird, the Laysan albatross usually runs into the wind for takeoff. With inadequate running room and no wind this mōlī made several aborted attempts and seemed temporarily stranded. Finally, a little sea breeze was enough to take the leap.
From the rocks at Snickett Park, we see the finale of the day. The sun has set, the horizon is brilliantly pink, and there is a hesitant glow on the west facing rocks. The upper level clouds did not show the warmth of the sunset rather, a thin line reflects the horizon.
This line also contrasts with the curves in the rocks. The world is filled with contrasts, one of which is the horizon itself. If we look from farther back, we see it is not straight, but instead curved as it stretches around the world.
Your comments and faves are greatly appreciated. Many thanks.
Black-fronted Dotterel
Scientific Name: Elseyornis melanops
Description: The Black-fronted Dotterel is a small wader with a distinctive black face-mask and breast-band and prominent chestnut scapulars (shoulder feathers). In juveniles, the breast-band is initially absent but a brown band slowly appears as the bird develops. Legs are pink orange, and the bill is red with a black tip. The dark eye is ringed with red. In flight the wings look broad and the tail short, while the black and white contrast is striking. Flight is slow with almost hesitant wing beats. This species is also called the Black-fronted Plover.
Similar species: The adult and immature Black-fronted Dotterel are unmistakable, though the juvenile could be confused with the juvenile and immature Red-capped Plover.
Distribution: The Black-fronted Dotterel is widespread throughout Australasia.
Habitat: The Black-fronted Dotterel is found in the shallow margins of wetlands, lakes, rivers, sewage farms, storm drains and marshes. It is normally always near freshwater and is not often seen on the coast.
Seasonal movements: Breeding resident.
Feeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel eats small molluscs as well as aquatic and terrestrial insects. When it forages, it keeps its body horizontal while bobbing its head to look for food, often running then stopping suddenly to peck at food items.
Breeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel lays its eggs in a shallow scrape, often on pebbly ground and quite close to water. It may have more then one brood per year. Both parents incubate the eggs and look after the young.
Calls: Sharp 'tip' call, singular or repeated three or four times.
Minimum Size: 16cm
Maximum Size: 18cm
Average size: 17cm
Average weight: 32g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 2 to 3 eggs
Incubation: 27 days
Nestling Period: 25 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
© Chris Burns 2018
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All rights reserved.
This image may not be copied, reproduced, distributed, republished, downloaded, displayed, posted or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic, mechanical, photocopying and recording without my written consent.
The night swallows the landscape, and only the old house remains.
Its outline clings to the darkness, like a memory that refuses to fade.
The walls carry the weight of time cracks, shadows, silence.
And yet, behind the glass, a light still burns.
Not a bright light, no.
A hesitant glow, almost shy,
as if someone, somewhere, refused to turn off the last lamp.
The windows keep watch, they see, they remember.
They seem to observe more than they illuminate.
The wind brushes the shutters, makes the hinges moan.
No footsteps, no breath only that fragile brightness
clinging to the curtains, the walls, the ghosts.
You can almost hear muted voices, an old scent,
the whisper of a story no one tells anymore.
In that light, anything feels possible
the return of a soul, the trace of a crime,
or simply the loneliness of a house that remembers too much.
The night thickens around it, an accomplice.
And the light, stubborn, keeps burning on.
“If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even in a muddy pond, beautiful and strong.” — Masaru Emoto
Hesitant
At first, the passerby thought
of a spectacle behind bars,
even while no players were
seen on stage.
After a while / the conclusion
arrived,
this must be a rehearsel room
with views limited
by a blue screen,
but not completely.
Later at home,
doubt came,
and the inhabitant
became hesitant
to stick to the conclusion.
a B/W of a scene already posted in color but which also deserves this version; the shot from the summit of the Weisshorn shows in full view on the left the symbolic peak of Switzerland that needs no introduction while in the center and "smaller" with its only 4221m there is the Zinalrothorn, while on the right stands the great Dent Blanche measuring 4357m;
Matterhorn for completeness of data measure 4478m;
as a brief memory of that day I add that climbing up to 4505m in late autumn involves many complications; for example that day a tremendous wind was blowing and the temperature was already given at -20, with the wind it was perceived as if it were -25 / -30. I remember well that I was very hesitant at the idea of taking out the small Powershot and that cost me a painful frostbite on my hands and it took me a long time to reactivate the normal blood circulation; all in all today I look at the images from up there and I tell myself that that pain in my hands was really worth taking!
from Randa to summit of Weisshorn throught east face/descent through east ridge, Valais, Swiss;
Our CHEF for MIXMASTER CHALLENGE #35 is pcgirl2005j. Our mission is to create a manipulated and/or digital art image that uses her ingredients. If you win this challenge, you will become the CHEF who chooses the recipe next time! See the details below in Rule #8.
CHEF pcgirl2005j challenges us to mix up eras ...
➤ Your image must include a vintage person(s) depicted in vintage tones (basically sepia and definitely pre-color).
➤ Your background must be contemporary (city buildings, streets, computers, cars, space stations, etc.).
➤ Include one (and only one) animal.
➤ You must use a texture.
➤ NO TREES.
I'm a little hesitant to label myself a "vintage" person, and yet here I am with my dog Shep on an iconic hill overlooking the Union Station, in Kansas City, Missouri. Photos thanks to my Uncle Milton who took both photos at different times and places...
Thank you very much for the visits, faves and comments. Cheers
Black-fronted Dotterel
Scientific Name: Elseyornis melanops
Description: The Black-fronted Dotterel is a small wader with a distinctive black face-mask and breast-band and prominent chestnut scapulars (shoulder feathers). In juveniles, the breast-band is initially absent but a brown band slowly appears as the bird develops. Legs are pink orange, and the bill is red with a black tip. The dark eye is ringed with red. In flight the wings look broad and the tail short, while the black and white contrast is striking. Flight is slow with almost hesitant wing beats. This species is also called the Black-fronted Plover.
Similar species: The adult and immature Black-fronted Dotterel are unmistakable, though the juvenile could be confused with the juvenile and immature Red-capped Plover.
Distribution: The Black-fronted Dotterel is widespread throughout Australasia.
Habitat: The Black-fronted Dotterel is found in the shallow margins of wetlands, lakes, rivers, sewage farms, storm drains and marshes. It is normally always near freshwater and is not often seen on the coast.
Seasonal movements:
Breeding resident.
Feeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel eats small molluscs as well as aquatic and terrestrial insects. When it forages, it keeps its body horizontal while bobbing its head to look for food, often running then stopping suddenly to peck at food items.
Breeding: The Black-fronted Dotterel lays its eggs in a shallow scrape, often on pebbly ground and quite close to water. It may have more then one brood per year. Both parents incubate the eggs and look after the young.
Calls: Sharp 'tip' call, singular or repeated three or four times.
Minimum Size: 16cm
Maximum Size: 18cm
Average size: 17cm
Average weight: 32g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 2 to 3 eggs
Incubation: 27 days
Nestling Period: 25 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
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