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Christmas is less than a fortnight away and nature here in Ostwestfalen is like early Spring. We used Sunday afternoon for an extended hiking tour around home waters of the river Werre in the Löhne area.
Less than half an hour later we got caught in another heavy shower.
Taken at Cosmoston, Penarth South Wales
One of the less clearly sign-posted waterfalls in Wales. I had to follow guide notes on various websites to find it. There was a good path and a bridge though. So I think that they wanted people to visit.
"I like not to say much,
I don't say much.
I like to look up,
I look up at endless songs.
With my shadow to fly, to fly,
to catch stars on the bottom,
at the bottom, bottom of your music.
And when the frost falls, the frost,
to circle like full, full
moon in your scene.
Let the lights be dim, dim,
if stars were bright, bright
in your hands to leave.
My eyes, try to find me, find me,
search the streets of silence,
alone I will I erase my form."
L'Aurore ( Anthocharis cardamines ) C'est une piéride mais qui présente de larges tâches oranges sur les ailes antérieures, chez le mâle du moins. C'est l'un de tous premiers à prendre son envol en début d'année. La plupart des piérides sont de couleur blanche avec plus ou moins de tâches noires, l'aurore se caractérise par la grande tâche orangée qui occupe toute la moitié de l'aile antérieure chez le mâle, celle-ci ayant en outre une bordure externe noire. La femelle ne possède pas cette coloration orangée. Chez les deux sexes, le revers des ailes est blanc tacheté de verdâtre. L'aurore est l'un des premiers papillons que l'on voit voler au printemps . On rencontre ce papillon principalement dans les prairies humides où se développe la cardamine des près (d'où le nom d'espèce). Il fréquente aussi les zones boisées, les lisières de forêt, les friches .
Image prise dans un milieu naturel .
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Aurora (Anthocharis cardamines) It is a piérid but which presents large orange spots on the fore wings, in the male at least. It is one of the very first to take off at the start of the year. Most of the piérides are of white color with more or less black spots, the aurora is characterized by the large orange spot which occupies all the half of the forewing in the male, this one having in addition a black external border . The female does not have this orange coloring. In both sexes, the underside of the wings is white with greenish spots. Aurora is one of the first butterflies seen flying in the spring. This butterfly is mainly found in wet meadows where meadowsweet grows (hence the name of the species). It also frequents wooded areas, forest edges, wasteland.
Image taken in a natural environment.
Less exuberant than the males of the species, now I present two photos of females of Brazilian Ruby Hummingbird/ Heliodoxa rubricauda.
In my observation of the behavior of these females they seem less territorialists than the males. I saw many of them sharing food without fights, something very uncommon between the males of the species.
Maybe I'm wrong, correct me the specialists, please!
Karl is starting to relearn walking and I just got my first Covid vaccination - things are looking up!
Here's the second photo from last Monday night when I was treated to several magnificent courting dances by a pair of young swans at Whitlingham Country Park. I'd deliberately gone at a time when there would be beautiful lighting, but couldn't have predicted being so close to such a romantic natural display of affection. I feel so privileged, and I do hope you enjoy the images <3<3
Another very early morning shot at high ISO, taken before we could readily see the birds with the naked eye. Here a chicken displays next to a cow patty.
“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
― Pablo Neruda
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtfHk2hSlqA
WICKED GAME by CHRIS ISAAK
FIREWORKS IN MY MIND
I feel that I could lose myself
within the warm fold of your arms
the intensity you feel for me
ignites fireworks in my mind
within the recess of my heart
where past love left a void
there's a burning river running through
lighting fireworks in my mind
it's scorching everything I touch
and coursing through my veins
I close my eyes and try to breathe
but still see fireworks in my mind
I feel myself falling deep
in the garden of my dreams
this burning love; intense white heat
creates fireworks in my mind
I walk along my empty beach
and try to stem the flow
I don't want to feel this way
with fireworks in my mind
it feels too much; explosive love
it consumes me with it's madness
somehow you got beneath my skin
caused fireworks in my mind
I'm weakening now as you grow close
but I'm less when you're not here
the coldness that ached and broke my bones
is gone with fireworks in my mind
I need to choose; to do things right
but it's harder when you're here
you took my heart and made it yours
lit fireworks in my mind
If I could choose and have it all
I'd tell you not to go
don't make me choose between the moon and you
with fireworks in my mind
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'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'
My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs
Jan Hus was a Czech church reformer executed in 1415. His teachings had a profound influence on the history of the Czech nation.
Jan Hus’s contribution to the development of the Czech literary language was the introduction of diacritical marks, such as: č, š, ř, ž, á, í, é. The purpose of this innovation was representing each sound by only one symbol and eleminating digraphs (sounds represented by two letters).
The inscription on the monument reads “Milujte se, pravdy každému přejte”, which means more or less: “Love one another, wish the truth to everyone”. This is a shortened version of a quote from one of Hus’s letters from prison. The day of his execution, July 6th, is a public holiday in Czechia (Jan Hus Day).
Passing an abandoned pier, a fishing trawler heads to work on a misty morning in Casco Bay off the coast of Portland, Maine. Thanks for viewing! I appreciate your support moor than you know :)
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 200, f/8.0, 155mm, 1/1000s
BIG THANK YOU TO MY FRIEND Carl's Captures FOR THE TITLE!!
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“Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.”
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngCi6PGDiWw
SOLITAIRE – ANDY WILLIAMS
Little Tawny Mining Bee
on my Henry Moore
drying out; hoping for the sun
lots of pollen for your store
Solitary little Bee
he loves playing Solitaire
flying here and there and then
hovering in the air
back to Earth and nourish it
doing the very best you can
avoiding all the chemicals
laid down and sprayed by mortal man
in my garden you'll be safe
nowhere will you ever find
any unnatural substances
here there's only peace of mind
a haven; a little Heaven here on Earth
Garden of Eden that's for sure
stay here with me and you'll be safe
in my world; resting on my Henry Moore.
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PERSONAL CHALLENGE : 4. MINIMALISM
Eastern forktail (Ischnura verticalis) is a member of the damselfly family Coenagrionidae.
The males are yellow-green with blue on the top of the eighth and ninth abdominal segments. The females may be orange, or less commonly yellow-green like the male
Petit Chevalier | Lesser yellowlegs | Tringa flavipes
Cliquez pour agrandir | Click to enlarge image
Un Petit Chevalier aux aguets!
J'aurais bien aimé compléter mon approche. Il en manquait peu. Son comparse du moment aura sonné l'alerte. D'où cette belle pose où son regard fixe en direction de ce dernier. Je ne sais trop pourquoi d'ailleurs, à ce moment-là j'étais bien tranquille à tenter de le capter avec ma lentille qui frôlait alors la surface de l'eau. Nous avons rien remarqué de particulier. Eux oui! Toujours aux aguets ses petits limicoles.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Cagle's Chasm
Marion Co. Tennessee
Main pit depth 186'
Natural lighting
Macro Mondays
Theme: Vegetables
Size: Less than 3 x 3 inches
There were no shortage of subjects for this week's theme.
Luckily there were a few old carrots with shoots and I chose this one that appears like a small tree ( 1 cm in height ) and I use a couple of slices of purple onion for the background.
There were 2 light sources, one LED light behind the onion slices and a fluorescent light at 9 o'clock.
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HMM