Pets Interrupting
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Between the two districts of Imperia, Oneglia and Porto Marizio, there is a beautiful palace, all in white (hardly marble), which is now used by Telecom. As I let my gaze wander over the chapter of the building, a lone seagull looked down as if it were the master of the house. Of course, this gave a minimalist shot.
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.
Taken on the backroads of Dubois County Indiana near Patoka Lake State Park. A doe nurses her fawn captured as I was heading back to camp for the day.
I was sad to notice that the fawn has a pretty good infection going on in its left jaw. I googled it and it is somewhat common and could go away on its own, or progress and be deadly. My prayer is that it will progress in the positive direction. Not wanting to disrupt any more than I had, I went on my way quickly.
Searching for the beauty of this world often exposes the sad.
“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.
It's One Thing To Throw A Beer At Me As You Speed By...It's Another To Hit My Bike. They Gonna Learn Today.
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.
After a long hard day, every K-pop idol needs a break. After getting in her pajamas, settling down by the fireplace.. Her manager bursts through the door. The expression says it all.
Before I was *rudely* interrupted, I put on my soft and sexy Tammy Socks, available at Dollholic!, and sipping out of my Dionysus Chalice, available at Fantasy Fair!
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Thanks to George Pitarys who reminds me today with his uploads, the fact that Action Red once ruled the Baie des Chaleurs part of Gaspésie.
We are located, on this cold Saturday morning, on the old timber bridge supporting the 5e Rand Ouest, a narrow path cut straight thru the deep forest north of New-Richmond and waiting for the first ever windmill blades train over the Société du Chemin de Fer de la Gaspésie trackage.
The average solitude and tranquility of the forest were quickly interrupted by three ALCo 251 prime movers, working full blast against gravity and the 1.4% grade with 6400 foot of train on the drawbar. The old timber bridge was shaken by the deafening exhaust of 3600 horsepower as the head end slowly top off the grade half a mile from it.
From now, the 60 or so mile-long chase have just began.
Windmill blade trains are no longer operating on the SCFG since a shifting in the size of the the blades build LM Windpower plant near Gaspé was now too long to be put on railcars.
SCFG 1819 will become the first of the small RS18u fleet to be painted in the SP Black Widow-inspired paint scheme a few weeks after this picture.
The old bridge over 5e Rang, closed to thru trafic since a few years, was torn down somewhere back in 2021.
But the show remain the same on the Gaspésie railway.
SCFG 565-03
1819 1856 1865
Milepost 63.6 Cascapedia subdivision
New-Richmond,QC
December 3rd, 2016