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This Lesson’s Motmot was hanging out at the edge of a trail while walking around in the Monteverde area of Costa Rica. To our delight it showed absolutely no fear of us and allowed us to get some nice close-ups. He was still happily sitting in his tree when we departed.
Momotus lessionii
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never stand up in a canoe & take a picture...... and your good camera at that
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Little River, Great Smoky Mountains, Tennessee. Out of a lifting mist the water comes down, flanked and studded with perfect greens. It is pulled on a gradual gradient, and leaves a trail with each step, dragging a memory backward. The life of it's flow should be beautiful, but I find it a little cold, a little remote. Looking at the boulders, strewn and fallen in the flow, I think of my journey downriver. They are like pieces of me, broken off with each disappointment, each betrayal along the way. They stand like lessons learned, remnants of selflessness meets selfishness...bad decisions and weakness. They stand as a lesson to make myself harder, even if I don't want to be, because what is true in nature is not always true in me. But being true litters the streambed, back as far as I can see. If each had a name, they would stand as virtues lost, lessons learned. The perfect greens belie a bittersweet place; I'll leave it's beauty for another time.
Had to post an alternative version of my "Daddy Lessons" picture as I really liked the colours (and felt like it deserved a close-up shot).
"You spend your whole life just to remember the sound
When the world was brighter, before we learned to dim it down
Call it survival, call it the freedom of will
Where breath is our own, our compass needle standing still"
I got a headache after this.
Unliked Blue-capped Motmot, has a black cap (much like Wilson's Warbler). Seen on a non-birding trip. El Silencio Lodge & Spa. Bajos del Toro. CR.
"Don't be afraid to take an unfamiliar path, sometimes they're the ones that take you to the best places. "
Happy Fence Friday!
My grandson, Wyatt loves music and is interested in learning to play for real someday. He’s about 21/2-3 yrs. old. He’s picked up the guitar to play, my Native American Flutes and lately the keyboard. The best I can do is encourage him to play whatever he wants. He’ll at times wear my headphones and hum along to whatever is playing at time. He’s a delight. Gratitude and Kindness play a role in our relationship.
●● Singing Girl (right side) ●●
■HEAD
*TKW* (TUKINOWAGUMA) - Yuina (hair)
MICHAN - Hanayo Accessory
■CLOTHES & ACCESSORY
tomoto, - haoriF 2017W hyakka RARE (kimono)
*::.who what.::* - -konkon- gacha RARE "Yukiwa wasou dokei" (watch on the chest)
Toan - MochiBana (on the right hand)
Stonerella - Kimono 5 Mirror (pose)
●● Playing Shamisen Boy (left side) ●●
■FACE
Snao. - Japanesque Monocle Gacha
■CLOTHES
violetta. - (M)kimono plaid (blue)
●● OTHERS & LANDSCAPE ●●
CMYK// - Maewha house @ Kurenai (black edition)
[BMS] - Noumen Okina Framing (on the wall)
...Scars... - PNKOTSU CAT [Japan] RARE (stuffed cat)
...Scars... - PNKOTSU CAT [Kurenai] (stuffed cat)
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Having some fun while roleplaying :) Please visit Belacort Manor and enjoy the roleplay!
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All the lessons of history in four sentences: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad with power. The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly small. The bee fertilizes the flower it robs. When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Charles A. Beard