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I went to the Bonavista Peninsula in Newfoundland because I knew it was wonderfually dramatic but also in hopes of seeing icebergs. I did see two - one of them very close to this spot on Tickle Cove - but even hunting for them was fun.
If you'd like to see more from Newfoundland, take a look at my Maritimes album. There are more selfies in my Selfie album.
I found this Salticidae (maybe a female specimen of Menemerus Semilimbatus) just after she (?) captured a fly. I only had the mobile phone with me. When I returned with my camera they were gone.
I hope that this pic will be interesting for you, even if the quality is low.
Have a nice day!
A pair of acorns lie on a carpet of moss along with a leaf from a Dogwood and pieces of wood. Ground squirrels (or chipmunks) were garthering and hording acorns for their food supply during the winter while we were vacationing in the Ozarks.
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I have been spending a great amount of time exploring and learning about my new favorite place 7 miles from where I live...learning what a remarkable birding place this is. I didn't go looking for the Kites this day but as I was watching the shorebirds I heard a screeching near by and there they were. This appeared to be a 'hunting lesson' day as the young kites perched on a nearby juniper tree and occasionally would hover over the field. When this one landed the parent landed next to it and I believe was encouraging it to go find it's next meal!
Crow Goes Hunting
Crow
Decided to try words.
He imagined some words for the job, a lovely pack-
Clear-eyed, resounding, well-trained,
With strong teeth.
You could not find a better bred lot.
He pointed out the hare and away went the words
Resounding.
Crow was Crow without fail, but what is a hare?
It converted itself to a concrete bunker.
The words circled protesting, resounding.
Crow turned the words into bombs-they blasted the bunker.
The bits of bunker flew up-a flock of starlings.
Crow turned the words into shotguns, they shot down the starlings.
The falling starlings turned to a cloudburst.
Crow turned the words into a reservoir, collecting the water.
The water turned into an earthquake, swallowing the reservoir.
The earthquake turned into a hare and leaped for the hill
Having eaten Crow's words.
Crow gazed after the bounding hare
Speechless with admiration.
Ted Hughes
This is from my last trip out, I had problems getting reception. Standing on this boulder I finally got enough reception to send a text, and check the latest aurora forecast. Remember you are always welcome to drop by my Facebook page for more pictures. www.facebook.com/GauteFroysteinPhotography
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I haven't yet gotten proper time to go out and do proper photography. Work and life seems to have the overhand on me right now. Hopefully soon I will get some time. I haven't even gotten the time to get the full ropes on my new camera yet. I still have so much to learn and need to get use to it.
Here are a couple of random shots, where I just grabbed the camera for 5 minutes or so.
Photographed 25 February 2019, Bueng Boraphet Non-Hunting Area, Nakhon Sawan, Nakhon Sawan Province, Thailand
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I really enjoy location hunting and being out in the field. I originally started photography as a landscape artist and then one day found myself in studio thinking I miss the outdoors. When I took this photo yesterday I was in the middle of these rolling hills. The wind was warm and I was with my friend Haley. The sun had just dipped below the hill in front of me dancing along the grass reeds it looked amazing. At these times I'm in an incredibly happy space and the world feels wonderful.
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This photo proves the adage that it's best to let wildlife come to you, rather than chase it. I was sitting on the shore of a local lake, and when I glanced to my right, I noticed that this juvenile Black-crowned Night Heron and flown and in and landed not ten feet away, As long as was still, it cared nothing about my presence.
Another Day and a third trip out to try and capture some Barn Owl images.
It was nearly 4 hours before a Barn Owl showed and when it did it came a little bit closer than the day before.
Barn Owls are birds of prey, hunting and catching small mammals, mostly Field Voles here in the UK.
The Barn Owl is a very distinctive species of Owl, with an iconic ‘facial disc’, white face and underside, and light brown and grey feathers on the back of its head and its back.
Both sexes live on nectar, acting as pollinators as well. The females hunt spiders, immobilizing them with a sting. The spider is hidden in a nest and a single egg laid on the spiders abdomen. When the larva emerges, it will eat into the spiders abdomen, consuming non-vital organs to keep the spider alive as long as possible. The larva will then pupate and eventually morph into a wasp.
Harriers and owls like to hunt along the tangled hedges that border the fields and dykes at river estuary. Here a female Harrier flies through a break in the bush from one side to the other, where it unsuccessfully dive-bombed a mallard pair in the flooded field edge.
This technique of hunting voles, didn't work this time because the ground is solid frozen. The coyotes I observed changed their technique and instead of trying to break the ground with this pouncing, they changed to digging. The results were more productive. So nice to see healthy coyotes living in harmony and proximity to the most dangerous animal in the planet....us.
This weekend, while hunting for the Higgs boson, I forgot to make one crucial setting to the super collider. With a thrown switch, a burst of energy and a birth of light I was simultaneously a part of earth and sea.
Strobist: 580exII shot multiple times with blue and red gels.
First hawk I've seen since the Swainson's headed south. This looked like a drone, hovering over a meadow and watching for something to eat. I saw it dive a couple of times but it didn't catch anything.