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Male Woodpecker showing one of his young ones how it's done ...
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25-6-2020
There have been a good number of house finches around the last few days, and at least some purple finches, which is a new development in the yard. Anyway, it's made me have to look a lot harder and closer at the birds I'm seeing. I think, based on the white streaks on these birds heads and the darkness of their streaking, that they're purple finches, but I'm far from confident. Olympia, Washington, USA.
Sydney's first ballet class. This was taken shortly before she left the class. She only made it 10 minutes into the 45 minute class before giving up. I think it was too overwhelming for her being in there with the big kids. It didn't help that Jessie kept giving her instruction...haha. I kept telling Jessie to let the instructor give her guidance, but Jessie being the teacher that she is, kept telling Sydney what to do.
Next week, we will make sure she is in an age appropriate class. :)
Mongolia: a bit of street photography
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bn4_zur5hjw
(Pink Floyd - Learning To Fly)
Selezionata per la Sezione JB&W Essence of Photography EMOTIVE GALLERY
EXPLORE: Sept 8, 2010 #162
flamingos offer lessons in makeup and in impersonating a question mark...
These 2 juvenile Osprey were practicing flying. They didn't leave the nest... just up and down. They will be gone soon though.
...but I keep bumping into the wall!
This was captured in August 2005, when Butterstick was only a month old.
Taken at the Roger Waters British Summer Time concert, while attempting to find refreshments during the beautiful sunset.
Through the generocity of Johny Day www.flickr.com/photos/johnydaystudio/
I have photos of horses to work from. Thank you Johny.
Have you ever tried to draw a horses head? Easy? Oh yeh... Try drawing the nose for the first time! But I am learning. Wearing out my eraser, and have a long way to go, but I am learning, (I think) These are my first three horses!
I'm really bad at writing descriptions for flickr. I'm just not the kind of person who is fully capable of explaining the way I feel through words; hence why I create and explain the way I feel through visual art. Nonetheless, I wanted to explain a bit about this piece.
Two years ago, someone very influential and close to me, someone I considered a best friend, was taken away from this world through the selfish and immature actions of someone else. I still have not come to terms with his death and it's still something that is very hard for me (and everyone else whose lives he had an impact on) to deal with. Especially since it was the first death that I had ever experienced.
He was a fighter. He used to get through the most difficult situations with his head held high, and would hold everyone else's hurt too, because he was stronger than we all were. Something he has taught me, and something I remember even two years after this tragedy, is to be strong and learn to fight for yourself. You need to learn who you are, and not be defined by another individual and the only way do to that is to learn how to use your weapons, stand tall, and fight off the bad. Even after his accident, he fought for his life 5 whole days in hospital, and on the 6th, the inevitable happened. He never gave up. He tried to push through.
If you've ever experienced losing a best friend, you'd understand how difficult it is to deal with. And how heart-wrenching it can be at the worst of times. Eden, I love you dearly and you inspire me each and everyday.
Editing techniques were inspired by Brooke.
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For some, a new bike only requires that you learn how to get the most out of the performance it has to offer, for others how best to photograph it is an additional requirement. Practice is the only way I know in each case.
Kundana is curious and keen, observing her Ma and Aunt drawing a colourful 'Muggu' (Rangoli) on the day of Sankranti/Pongal.
Children's learning begins at home !
whilst taping up my living room windows to start decorating, i decided to use the paper to write some irregular portuguese verbs on so i could get familiar with them. they're not easy as they obviosly defy the rules of the patterns i've become familiar with so i have to learn them parrot fashion. i thought it would be a good way to add practice whilst i'm decorating the front room
“I’m Learning to Fly, but I ain’t got wings” This old railroad trestle spans the South Saskatchewan River in South West Saskatchewan where the Red Deer River joins the system -just East of the Alberta border. It is one of my favorite places in the world, I have spent a lot of time fishing and camping around there. The whole area is known locally as "Out West". This trestle was built in 1913, and was decommissioned in 1993. I had never seen it from this angle before, but was impressed how long , and how straight it is. Obviously Aliens helped build it, like Stonehenge. Oh, and I bought a drone.
This Juvenile Osprey went back and forth from this tree to it's nest, testing out it's new found ability to fly. Look out for those talons!
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
The town lit up the world got still
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Well the good old days may not return
And the rocks might melt, and the sea may burn
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I started out for God kno ws where
But I guess Ill know when I get there
Im learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Im learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
I'm learning to fly
I'm learning to fly
My ma, 'the poet', who is the litle girl on the left, also wrote this poem:
Learning Time
Old stone wall giant in height
A two year old holds tight to the hand in sight
Swarms of Green with kaleidoscope heads held high
Holding breath what's at the end of the adventure of night.
Peeping and plodding along, around the curving path, not sure what's to be
Oh a mass of Green not a disappointment to see
A gentle hand on it pulls tight, not just a bunch of Green but a smell of delight.
A voice of knowledge now explains nature's way
The bunch preciously held is on its way
Mint in the making for lunch it will be
And a two year old has learnt something else for free.
- Chris Burt
Saw these people on Teignmouth beach.. one evening.. collecting shell fish.. thought it a good candidate for a little processing fun.. twisted with the 'oli-ort'..
Hope you like it.. thanks for looking.. have a great day..
Colorado Springs, CO - This week's Flickr Friday theme is “real” so had an idea, I went to iFLY which is an indoor skydiving facility here in the city, and wanted to capture people flying for real.
There was a little girl who was in the tank for the first time and I took some pictures. The guy on the left of the image with fists in the air of triumph was her father. One could feel the power of love in this real moment of triumph.
Two young mute swans on the runway.
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Ex-First Great Western (FGW) Class 47 #47811 heads for the South Devon Sea Wall as she passes through Teignmouth working a Freightliner driver training/route leaner from Plymouth to Taunton on a hot and sunny morning, but not for much longer; of Wednesday the 5th of September 2007.