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In a secluded cemetery, we stumbled upon this momma's nest. Both parents warned us severely before knocking DH in the back of his head. He looked me straight in the eye and said "Did you get it?" Umm, no. I was too busy laughing.
My parents dog got very interested in the sounds to that the camera made and i realised that it was setting up for the perfect snap!
107/366/2020, 3394 days in a row.
Taken on an evening visit to drop stuff to my parents who are "Cocooning" during the Lockdown, really miss giving them a hug xx
A group of parents and children waiting for the nursery to open, Basilica Santa Maria della Salute in the distance, Venice, Italy.
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This mother loon patiently watched out for her chick as it spent most of it's time with it's head under water searching for minnows.
MacLeod Lake
Carson-Pegasus Provincial Park
Alberta, Canada
It's my senior year in high school and I have borrowed by parents car on Saturday Morning to go railfanning. My photography results at the time were very unpredictable but this one turned out pretty usable with just a little bit of cropping. S378 engineer has his GP's in the company notch passing Ammendale, MD struggling to maintain some semblence of track speed. The .4 percent grade from Sunnyside to Contee on the Capital Sub could put a pretty good hurt on underpowered eastbounds. The signals and interlocking are pretty new in the picture. The Capital Sub received CTC, new signals and several new interlockings about 1991.
A least tern parent patiently helps its chick get the hang of swallowing a fish. You can see that the chick drops the fish, then the parent gently picks it back up and lets the chick try again. Love the look on the chick's face in the bottom left frame--so intently eyeing its meal!
I'd made it most of the way round Strumpshaw Fen when I came across two large swans sitting rigt in the middle of the path. My heart sank when I saw they had two cygnets...I crept very slowly passed them...within 3 or 4 feet and was only hissed at as I stepped away from them - they then congratulated each other on a job well done ;-)
Strobist info :
NikonSB910Speedlight in Wescott Apollo Orb Deep Octa 40" with grid left.
NikonSB910Speedlight in Lastolite Ezybox 80X80 for fill right.
Architecte : Claude Parent [1923-2016]
- D'après Claude Parent il s'agirait de son 2ème immeuble. Il a été réalisé pour un promoteur opposé à toute innovation architecturale.
We all come from the same parents, the same place........
Enigma, one of my favorite artists, performing "The Same Parents":
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OenFriNZknU
Lyrics (Michael Cretu):
We all had the same parents
Many million years ago
Why can't we live in freedom
Without hunger, with no war?
At the beginning,
We all had one mother and one father
That's where we're descending from (attention)
I don't, I don't understand why so much hate (attention)
Between races, and religions
Its smile, insane
I don't understand (amazing)
Why it hurts, people died (incredible experience)
We all had the same parents
Many million years ago
Why can't we live in freedom
Without hunger, with no war?
(attention) I don't, I don't understand
why so much hate (amazing)
We all had the same parents
Many million years ago
Why can't we live in freedom
Without hunger, with no war?
At the beginning
We all had one mother and one father
That's where we're descending from
We all had the same parents
Many million years ago
Why can't we live in freedom
Without hunger, with no war?
I don't, I don't understand...
I don't, I don't understand...
I don't, I don't understand...
We all had the same parents
many million years ago...
We all had the same parents
many million years ago...
Proud Expectant Parents
Yellow-crowned Heron bring a gift of nesting materials and inspecting their four precious eggs at Ocean City, New Jersey
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I'm not someone who likes to parent by punishment. I like to inspire cooperation and model good behavior. But sometimes that doesn't work. Like when you slam your sisters head in the door "by accident". Or when you punch her in the face (another accident, you argued, because you meant to punch her in the leg and missed). Everyone makes mistakes, but I'm beginning to suspect that you think it's ok to be mean. So today we took your door off it's hinges, took away all electronics, made you write lines and letters of apology. I know this isn't you. You're going through something and whatever it is, I'd like to help you through it, but being nice and kind and respectful are three things I will insist upon. Here you are laughing at someone who didn't deserve to be laughed at. Check yourself, kiddo. Mama is unimpressed.
the whole family were on the lake together, but these 2 were close and kept popping their heads under the water for pond weed etc...YSP, West Yorks
The parent and a young chick which is about five weeks or so old nesting on Bempton Cliffs at the RSPB nature reserve.The birds keep this plumage for about a year turning predominantly brown before they start to take on their white plumage which takes up to five years.
This was a gift for my mother on her birthday. It's a microscale model of my parents' house in the south of Sweden. The real house was drawn and built by my father.
This is my first attempt at building a house that exists in real life.
Tonight at a restaurant an older woman stopped by to compliment us on how well our boys were behaved. Which was funny, because not ten minutes before that I had commented to Michael that they were having a particularly good night. It was a nice thing to hear after a bit of a rough week: all four of us came down with a GI bug and we've had some challenging "toddler" moments from the older one.
Despite the downs involved in the parenting rollercoaster, I almost daily feel as though the days/weeks/months are slipping by entirely too fast. I'm lucky right now in that the younger one (still a baby in my book) falls asleep while we rock together in a chair at night, and I get to cherish his warmth and weight and I get to breathe him in and be truly mindful of our time together. In those moments I feel as though the hardest parts of parenting for me aren't the tantrums or the sleep-deprived nights or the constant winter colds or the loss of time and energy once devoted to being creative (and that is a hard part). Rather, the hardest part for me is realizing how very little time I have to enjoy these boys in each stage of their lives as they grow. How no matter how mindful I am, there will be a day when I can barely recall what their voices sounded like when they first learned to talk, or their bumbling unsteady steps as they learned to walk, or what it was like to sit and rock with each of them.
Too soon they'll be too big to rock, too embarrassed of me to hug for more than a moment (especially in public), too grown-up to hold my hand.
So that's the hardest part, I think, about parenting: loving them so much that you'd prefer they not grow up, but helping them to do just exactly that.
Image made with my Nikon F100.
I took the chance during our Egret challenge to check out this small colony. There were only 3 birds seen on this morning but one was a very young bird on the ground and the parents naturally stayed nearby.
Another photo of this nice and beautiful couple, that I photographed four weeks before they became parents for the first time last year.
It's not that often I get to take portraits during the beautiful golden hour and sunset, but I love it when I do!
Check out more nice photos of them in the links below the line!
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As I pack my bags, I can’t help but be sad too as I am about to leave my family once again. Blogged