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Photographers always keep going back for a better shot! Today it happened!! Unusual to find one that is out in the open with great light and not totally buried in tree limbs and high brush.
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“Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun
Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was
Someone else, someone good”
~Lou Reed~ from the song~ “Perfect Day”
From one photo. TinType edited with PICSPLAY and then
hand painted with a digital stylus. Textures by Accident.
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Alligator Alley, Florida USA
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I spent about 3 hours standing in the rain yesterday waiting for the thunderstorms to pass over. The first one came and went without any joy but as the second came though I heard a few rumbles then the rain came in pouring down over Loch Lomond. I would like to say this is one image but sadly trying to catch lightning during the day from previous experience is tricky so instead I filmed it on high res video until I had a strike. Then took some stills and blended the lightning into the shot from the video so I had a higher quality image.
It always amazes me how birds have their perfect, unwavering balance on a single leg, just like this Sanderling.
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No sign of the chicks on this evening , but I suspect they weren't far away.
Northern Lapwing - Vanellus Vanellus
Near Lower Barn - Yorkshire Dales
Many thanks as always to all those kind enough to comment and fave my pics, or even stop by for a look. Although I am unable to always respond, your feedback is very much appreciated.
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... without the interference of us humans!
Leaf of Albizia / Austr. Schirmakazie (Paraserianthes lophantha)
in Botanical Garden, Frankfurt
Norway are home to beautiful scenery, but it’s also home to a dangerous stretch of coastline. The Stadhavet Sea is the most exposed and dangerous area along the coast of Norway. The people who lives out here, have always been linked to the sea, as sailors, as fishermen and as whalers. This area experiences between 45 to 106 stormy days per year. The beautiful coastal landscape is shaped by the waves, through an eternity of time.. Thanks for your visit and comments, my Flickr friends! Stay safe and healthy..
Norwegen ist die Heimat einer wunderschönen Landschaft, aber auch eines gefährlichen Küstenabschnitts. Das Stadhavet-Meer ist das exponierteste und gefährlichste Gebiet entlang der Küste Norwegens. Die Menschen, die hier draußen leben, waren schon immer mit dem Meer verbunden, als Seefahrer, als Fischer und als Walfänger. Dieses Gebiet erlebt zwischen 45 und 106 stürmische Tage pro Jahr. Die wunderschöne Küstenlandschaft wird von den Wellen geformt, durch eine Ewigkeit der Zeit.. Danke für Ihren Besuch und Ihre Kommentare, meine Flickr-Freunde! Bleibt behütet und gesund..
Noruega es el hogar de hermosos paisajes, pero también es el hogar de un peligroso tramo de costa. El mar de Stadhavet es la zona más expuesta y peligrosa de la costa de Noruega. La gente que vive aquí, siempre ha estado ligada al mar, como marineros, como pescadores y como balleneros. Esta área experimenta entre 45 y 106 días tormentosos al año. El hermoso paisaje costero es moldeado por las olas, a través de una eternidad de tiempo.. ¡Gracias por su visita y comentarios, mis amigos de Flickr! Manténgase seguro y saludable..
La Norvège abrite de beaux paysages, mais elle abrite également une bande côtière dangereuse. La mer de Stadhavet est la zone la plus exposée et la plus dangereuse de la côte norvégienne. Les gens qui vivent ici ont toujours été liés à la mer, en tant que marins, pêcheurs et baleiniers. Cette zone connaît entre 45 et 106 jours de tempête par an. Le magnifique paysage côtier est façonné par les vagues, à travers une éternité de temps.. Merci pour votre visite et vos commentaires, mes amis Flickr ! Restez en sécurité et en bonne santé..
Noruu~ē ni wa utsukushī keshiki ga arimasuga, kiken'na Kaigansen mo arimasu. Sutaddoheibu umi wa, noruu~ē no kaigan-zoi de mottomo roshutsu shite ite kiken'na chiikidesu. Koko ni sumu hitobito wa, funanori, ryōshi, hogei-sha to shite, tsuneni umi to tsunagatte imasu. Kono chiikide wa, nenkan 45 〜 106-nichi no arashi ga hassei shimasu. Utsukushī kaigan no fūkei wa, eien no toki o hete,-ha ni yotte katachidzukura rete imasu. Anata no hōmon to komento o arigatō, watashi no furikkā no tomodachi! Anzende kenkō o iji shimasu
A beautiful perfect rose from my garden, thought I would do something different with it so put the frame round.
A little bit of texture from Jai Johnson.
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Walborn Reservoir, off Reeder Road.
Walborn Reservoir encompasses more than 1,852 total acres (1,235 in Stark County) and provides the perfect escape for equestrians, hikers, canoeists, and kayakers. Quiet trails travel through pine woods, brushlands, and oak and hickory forests. The reservoir was named for Dale Walborn, the mayor of Alliance from 1963-71, who initiated its construction.
There are so many factors that contribute to the colors of the sunset over the ocean. My preference is the ones that are softer, in more pastel shades. This moment was captured seconds after the sun no longer was visible using a long exposure with movement. The flocks of birds are a common sight at this glorious hour. It's as if they were gone for the day and now at sunset know it's time to head home. I never tire of this experience, and it's the perfect ending to any day.
Bird photography sounds peaceful. You picture me quietly communing with nature, sipping coffee while majestic creatures flutter by, posing politely like they’re in a Disney movie. That’s a lie. The truth involves hauling lawn chairs, tripods, and a camera bag that weighs more than a third grader across the desert before sunrise—all to sit motionless next to a glorified livestock trough filled with water I wouldn’t let my enemies drink.
This cattle tank, which I have gentrified into a “desert oasis” (by tossing in a stick), is now a fine-dining establishment for birds. The stick is important. I found it on the ground, which makes it natural, and I chose one with bark and lichen because birds don’t like muddy feet—and I like a pretty perch.
Birds don’t just fly in, though. First, they land about twenty-five feet away in what I call the staging area, where they scope things out and decide if it’s safe to drink. Just as I know birds come here for water, they know hawks come here for birds. If it seems risky, they vanish into the brush to post angry tweets about predator privilege.
This time, an American Robin decided to play along. He glided down to the branch, dipped his beak into the water, then raised his head to swallow—because robins, like most birds, can’t gulp. They rely on gravity to get the water down. No swallow muscles. No peristalsis. Just tip and pray.
As he tilted his head back, water spilled from his beak. I fired off a burst of photos. In this frame, he’s in perfect profile, water spilling from his bill, with a few droplets stopped in mid-air and a few reached the surface, sending delicate ripples across the pond.
His reflection was beautiful and haunting, like a bird pondering the mysteries of hydration—or maybe just wondering why some guy shoved a branch in his drinking fountain.
In the desert, water is liquid gold. To birds, cattle tanks are survival. To me, they’re proof that lugging heavy gear into the wilderness to photograph a robin mid-sip is a perfectly reasonable way to spend retirement.
Especially if you're trying to avoid housework.
He lifts his head to the sky—a gravity feed,
’Cause evolution said, “Nah—gulping’s not a need.
They were sitting
They were sitting on the strawberry swing
Every moment was so precious
They were sitting
They were talking under strawberry swing
Everybody was for fighting
Wouldn't wanna waste a thing
Cold, cold water bring me round
Now my feet won't touch the ground
Cold, cold water what ya say?
When it's such…
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day
I remember
We were walking up to strawberry swing
I can't wait until the morning
Wouldn't wanna change a thing
People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don't you wanna curve away?
When it's such…
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day
Now the sky could be blue
I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time
Could be blue
I don’t mind
Without you it’s a waste of time
Could be blue,
Could be grey
Without you I’m just miles away
Could be blue
I don’t mind
Without you it’s a waste of time