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Snugs was eventually disturbed from her reverie about self awareness (see previously posted picture). But she certainly has a glow about her. ☺️
A hapless Australian pelican, Pelecanus conspicillatus had got out of the water onto a mudflat to preen itself. Its toilette got interrupted by a swooping Australian magpie, Gymnorhina tibicen.
Australian magpies often swoop and attack people and other animals during the breeding season. Cyclists and joggers are at particular risk from aggressive magpies. I had seen a magpie in nearby small park chase off two wood ducks but I had never seen the magpie on the mudflat let alone harassing a pelican. What surprised me too is that I often spend time in the small park and magpies will come within a metre of me and show no aggression.
Male Malayan tiger (Panthera tigris tigris) named "Berani", born January 2014 at the Fresno Chaffee Zoo and now living in Tiger River at the San Diego Zoo.
Conservation Status: Critically Endangered
An object interrupting my daily routine and rationality. Irritating within the logic of getting on with my life. The figurine has been around for over twenty years (the grandchildren played with it as you can see) and is sitting on top of the kitchen cabinet and watching us, watching over us? I don't know. There is and never was an explanation. It is just there. And I will put it back there. The object belongs there. Interruption is part of life.
Lives interrupted, paused, asleep, sometimes in a dream, sometimes in a nightmare.Prague, war, soon starvation. A trilogy that repeats itself cyclically over the centuries. Sustained breath.... pause.
How much can you take before you snap? www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYYVfvYwAz4
Cleo's Flickr friends already know that she hibernates in the basement, it's a habit she assumed years ago, probably because it's quiet and peaceful there and no other cats bother her. The camera doesn't bother her there either because it's too dark for photos. She rarely breaks this habit but today was apparently one of these days as she moved into a wicker basket cat cave in my bedroom instead. Cleo wasn't pleased when I found her and even less when I pointed the camera at her but you never know when you'll get another chance. I blamed her Flickr friends who want to see a photo of her occasionally. :)
A common hoopoe was feeding on the ground, when he got interrupted by something and stood still like this the entire time I was lying nearby. I was hoping of some kind of mild action shots, but had to be content with this portrait.
“As people, we love pattern. But interrupted pattern is more interesting.” - Jay Maisel
We have had several days of blue skies and warm afternoon light, so we did a lot of walking on the beach. With no snow, we saw many patterns in the sand. I took my time to look for something interesting while soaking up the sun. Now we are under another winter storm warning. It is a good time to sit at the computer again and share some of my beach scenes. Even our weather is going through a series of interrupted patterns this winter.
The clean patterned windows of Father Michael McGivney Catholic Academy interrupted by a partial view of vertical blinds. Located in Markham, the school was opened in 1992.
WOODLAND NATIVE
This fern gets its name from the distinct interruptions of the fertile leaflets on the frond which when after releasing their spores fall off leaving gaps on the frond.
.... with sky reflections and shadows.
I was walking by a canal feeder. Blades of grass were drooping from the bank and, in places, just touching the surface of the water, interupting the flow, as here. The sky was reflected in the water and the grass was casting a squiggly shadow and it's colour was also being reflected. It looked as though the grass was writing on the water.
Cette mouche appartient à la famille Syrphidae. Elle est de genre Eristalis et probablement d'espèce interrupta -- This fly belongs to the family Syrphidae ; genus Eritalis and species probably interrupta.
if, after reading my intro, you'd like to see how Flo is getting on, her new adopted family have opened up a stream here for Rob and I to enjoy: [https://www.flickr.com/photos/192292535@N03]
I was planning to share something else a bit more obscure now, but I just heard from her new family how she's doing.. and it's great and made me cry.
Bess is now Flow. Her new name.
Pete and Lilly, and half an hour later their full-of-beans-n-good-natured German Shepherd Kumar, and (Kelpi?) Perro, all met up with Bess a few days ago.
Ever since her first lead training day, my ignorant prejudices of Bess vaporised. She has fantastic eye contact, if you know how to get it. You know, if you get on her wavelength she'll follow you to the ends of the earth. Look into her eyes...
[ i have in my mind the memory of her in the front of their van being gently cuddled and subtly entertained by Lilly, lit in the dark by the downlight of their courtesy light, as they all reversed out of Rob's drive to their new life ]
Long story cut short for now, she or we could not have hoped for a better life for her than with her new family.
Rob knew it, as did I, when we met Pete, Lllly and their dogs.
Happy :-)
*I interrupt images from Australia with a LIFER...YES!
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I happened to come upon this Cooper's Hawk as it was perched in a nearby tree devouring a recent catch. It looked up from its meal and gave me a "do you mind" stare so I took a few shots and left it alone to finish its meal.
Here's "Brick" putting on a grumpy expression after I interrupted his nap for the second time. I was cleaning up sawdust after working in my front room and went to take a break on the porch. Usually I look out a window to see if any deer are resting there before going out. I really don't want to startle any that are present and might be napping. If somebody's there I'll go out the back door and come around to the front and quietly sit on the edge of the porch. On this occasion I absentmindedly opened the door and was halfway out when I noticed Brick napping right beside it. The deer know enough not to sleep directly in front. He heard the door open and put his head up, looking a bit disgruntled that I had disturbed him. I quickly went back inside to grab my phone to get a quick photo. I quietly (but not quietly enough), opened the door again and went to take a pic only to have an incoming text message tone have him put his head up again and give me another cranky look. I snapped one shot and left him to continue his nap.
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