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One winter we saw the bluebirds huddled up in a tree out front and wondered why they were still in Michigan. We got a birdbath heater to have open water. Vaughn looked up food and found a recipe for peanut butter and mealworms. The peanut butter holds the mealworms so they don't slide off.
Lowell Township, Michigan
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Pine Martin always on the look out as they forage through the night for food. Found in the Scottish Pine Forrest's and few other places throughout the UK.
This photo didn't make it onto my storyboard but I like it. Too much b&w the past few days - need some colour.
Seagulls - Semaphore beach jetty
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Pere Marquette 1225 is a 2-8-4 (Berkshire) steam locomotive built for Pere Marquette Railway (PM) by Lima Locomotive Works in Lima, Ohio. 1225 is one of two surviving Pere Marquette 2-8-4 locomotives, the other being 1223 which is on display at the Tri-Cities Historical Society near ex-GTW coaling tower, in Grand Haven, MI.
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The drums of Africa still beat in my heart
— Mary Bethune
It's been several decades since I visited Kenya, Africa, but there are certain memories that still remain fairly vivid...like the sounds of the night, frightening shrieks of animals in the distance, that froze me to my bed. The bed in the small hut we stayed at for a couple of days was surrounded by white mosquito netting. It did not provide much protection, I thought, from those wild howls of death that awakened me. I pinched myself, literally, to see if I was in a vivid dream. Yet Africa was by far the country I would most likely want to return to. I cannot describe the fascination, the magic of that continent. It has to be experienced first hand.
Beryl Markham said it best for me: Africa is mystic; it is wild; it is a sweltering inferno; it is a photographer’s paradise, a hunter’s Valhalla, an escapist’s Utopia. It is what you will, and it withstands all interpretations. It is the last vestige of a dead world or the cradle of a shiny new one. To a lot of people, as to myself, it is just home.
Whenever I happen across Anhingas, they always seem to be drying out their wings! One day I hope to catch one in flight!
Happy Feathery Friday!
he does this often, just sits and waits. a lot of dogs don't understand that he's all peaceful and they approach warily. better safe than sorry. so much to learn from his conflict prevention habits. :-)
A morning on Queen Charlotte Drive watching the sun rise behind Mt Cawte. The locked camera settings give it the holy feel as the increasing power of the sun floods the screen with light. Managed to keep the details of dancing clouds in the foreground, but still does not do justice to experiencing such beauty with real eyes. Twice a day we can watch this colorful spectacle on natures cinema with plenty of empty seats and 100% free!
New Zealand
the ideal neighborhood
of parked cars
of little green lawns
of little homes
the little doors that open
and close
as relatives visit
throughout the holidays
the doors closing
behind the dying
who die so slowly
behind the dead
who are still alive
in your quiet average
neighborhood
of winding streets
of quiet desperation
of empty lives:
a dog barking behind a fence,
a man silent at the window.
[remembering CB]
Looking up at the night sky at the billions of specks of light, is it possible that there is other life out there? Once you realize that our sun is a star just like most of those little dots passing by... all our problems and solutions just seem insignificant. We're either really special, or not special at all. Regardless, we're all humans and at the moment all we've got is this little blue piece of dust. We should probably do our best to take care of it.
out and having it confronted with the world, still on at Nitroglobus Roof Gallery, courtesy of its thoughtful curator, Dido Haas, meanwhile with the critical attention too:
modemworld.me/2018/04/19/out-of-here-in-second-life/
virtuality.blog/2018/05/01/out-of-here-la-recente-esibizi... (or in English: virtuality.blog/2018/05/01/out-of-here-the-recent-perform...)
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