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the dog was so indifferent...instead the snail was very curious and he climb a little on the paw ...
You don't really need a telephoto zoom lens at the Muriwai Beach gannet colony, but it does help! This one gave me such a quizzical look, lol. When I finally got to see him (or her!) on the large screen, I first was reminded of Beaker from the Muppets...then I decided that Sam the Eagle was a better fit. What do you think?
Rhapsodize here to help you decide!
There's no relation between the song and the company, but I think listening to the song is essential anyhow. Ikeda-shi, Osaka. February 25, 2013.
'Going out for supper'.
The Short-eared Owl, Asio flammeus, capturing here its amazing long outstretched wing backlit by the golden hour sunshine, a late evening shot of this Short-eared Owl hunting and quartering a grass and scrub clearing in West Yorkshire…it can be seen here that Short-eared Owls have incredibly long wings in relation to their body length!
Many thanks for visiting my Flickr pages ...Your visits, interest, comments and kindness to 'fave' my photos is very much appreciated, Steve.
Short-eared Owl Notes and Information:
There is something almost magical about Short-eared Owls, a sense of otherworldliness that comes from their nomadic nature. For many birdwatchers it is the winter months that provide the best opportunities to catch up with this species. Wintering ‘shorties’ make use of lowland grazing marshes, areas of early-stage plantation and rough grassland - habitats that in previous decades might once have supported breeding pairs.
Better up North:
The three Breeding Bird Atlases show how the breeding range of the Short-eared Owl has contracted northwards within Britain. The species is becoming increasingly restricted to our northern uplands, the Hebrides and Orkney. Short-eared Owls are nomads, turning up to breed wherever their favoured small mammal prey are abundant. Historically, large numbers turned up to exploit the plagues of Field Voles that once occurred in parts of Scotland and northern England, their populations changing dramatically from one year to the next. The northwards retreat has virtually seen the disappearance of the population that once bred around the East Anglian coast, south to the north shore of Kent, and the loss of the species from the brecklands of the Norfolk/Suffolk borderlands. It is thought that our breeding population now stands at between 750 and 3,500 pairs but, like many things about the species, there is uncertainty around these figures because of our wider lack of knowledge about them.
Small mammal specialist:
The Short-eared Owl is a specialist predator of small mammals, predominantly voles and the Field Vole forms c.90% of the prey taken. Short-eared Owls can be seen quartering an area of suitable habitat, hunting on the wing and listening and looking for signs of prey in the grass below. Quartering flight involves a mixture of flapping and gliding, the bird sometimes hovering before dropping down onto an unsuspecting small mammal or bird.
Bird prey can be important at some sites and at some times of the year, with pipits, small waders and other species taken more often during the winter months. It is not unusual to see several Short-eared Owls hunting over the same area, sometimes hunting alongside Barn Owls and even Kestrels. These hunting ‘shorties’ will often roost on the ground using taller cover, typically close to the sites where they have spent time hunting.
On the wing
While many Short-eared Owl populations are nomadic, some live a more settled existence. Information from Short-eared Owls ringed as young at the nest, reveals that our birds undertake long-distance movements, dispersing away from the area in which they were born. A wider examination of movements, looking across Europe, reveals that the average distance moved after ringing has declined since the 1970s. This may reflect the pattern of less pronounced vole cycles and the amelioration of the climate, both of which may see these birds remaining further north than they did just a few decades ago. This would also explain the contraction that we have seen in the UK breeding range. As with a number of other species, there is good evidence that northerly populations are more migratory than southern ones.
The business of breeding
Short-eared Owls are early breeders and many pairs will be back on their breeding territories by late March. Strongly territorial, the birds may be seen advertising ownership of their breeding territory or chasing away intruders. Individuals utilise a number of different display postures and rely more on these than on vocalisations, something that reflects their association with open rather than wooded habitats. These birds have a reputation for defending their nest and young, attacking predators, dogs and human observers with some ferocity.
Increasing our understanding
Researchers based at BTO Scotland have been carrying out work to improve our understanding of this charismatic species. Some of this work has been directed to improving fieldwork methods for detecting and censusing this species, while other work has looked at ranging behaviour and longer distance movements. Knowledge of where Short-eared Owls occur during the winter months comes from periodic atlas surveys and, importantly, from the records of birdwatchers collected through BirdTrack, meaning that anyone can contribute to our knowledge of this enigmatic species. BTO Notes.
Début de parcours inhabituel pour ce Paris-Berlin nocturne détourné de son itinéraire classique. L'UM 67596-67603 emmène ce 479 jusqu'à Kehl et passe Presles-en-Brie en Seine-et-Marne. Aujourd'hui, la relation n'existe plus et la caténaire a pris possession des lieux.
15 août 2013, scan de diapo Provia 100F.
Die inneralpinen ICs der Relation Graz- Salzburg bzw. Innsbruck ähneln lieber einen REX-Zug als ein hochwertiger Fernverkehrszug, da wegen des akuten Wagenmangels nicht nur der Steuerwegen, sondern auch ein erheblicher Teil des Zuges aus CityShuttle Wagen bestehen; ein InterCityShuttle, könnte man meinen. Daneben gibt es drei Internationale Züge, zwei fährt von Salzburg weiter in Richtung München und Frankfurt, während der Transalpin mit seinem klangvollen Namen von Bischofshofen in Richtung Innsbruck, Alberg und die Schweiz weiterfährt. Am Nachmittag des 20. Jänner erreich gerade 1116.079 mit dem aus Zürich kommenden EC 163 Altenmarkt im Pongau.
Transalpine within the Alps
The inner-Alpine ICs on the Graz-Salzburg or Innsbruck route are more like a REX train than a high-quality long-distance train since due to the acute shortage of cars, not only the control cars but also a significant part of the train consists of CityShuttle cars – well, an InterCityShuttle or what. Besides them, there are also three international trains, two of which continue from Salzburg towards Munich and Frankfurt, while the most illustrious train, called Transalpin, continues from Bischofshofen towards Innsbruck, and the Alberg pass before reaching Switzerland. On the afternoon of January 20th, 1116.079 is about to reach Altenmarkt im Pongau with the EC 163 coming from Zurich.
Shawaiz holding his fathers hand with his little hand ... a new stage of my friends life ... Being a father
Another shot in relation to my job.
I took this picture through a small hole in the enclosure adjacent to the dark house, in the farm - PTH Lenggong. We're gathering a group of deer from the farm to carry a herd health program. As wild animals, deer require dark house to allow medical treatment. If not, more deer will die from stress than those we can successfully treat. The deer in this farm live in free ranging system and only brought to the enclosure when absolutely necessary. PTH Lenggong is the largest deer farm in Peninsular Malaysia, fully managed by Department of Veterinary Services. Currently there are over 1000 deer here, bred in farm surrounded by rain forest. Existing species of deer here are of Timorensis, Samba and Axis. As a nucleus farm, this farm is producing deer for deer farmers throughout Malaysia. It is also a point of reference and training for farmers who are interested to learn from the best.
In Mannheim-Waldhof zweigt die Alte Riedbahn über Mannheim Käfertal ab. Sie wird von Güterzügen genutzt die sich den Umweg über den Mannheimer Hbf. spaaren wollen. Der S8 von Mannheim Hbf, über Mannheim-Käfertal nach Biblis, ausserdem nutzen die ICEs der relation Frankfurt - Paris über Saarbrücken diese Strecke um sich das Wenden in Mannheim Hbf. zu sparen
Hier ist 193 616 mit einem Containerzug auf dem Weg über die Alte Riedbahn wo bald die abzweigstelle richtung Mannheim Hbf sowie Mannheim Rbf erreicht wird
Yep, that's my last name but sadly I have no familial relationship with these historic Millards of Nacogdoches Texas.
Location - Liuna Station, James Street North, Hamilton Canada. Standing with the Bronze Man - Leonardo Sciascia. No relation, he is always there ! My Daughter, Grand-daughter and my-self.
Familienporträt zum Vatertag.
Tandort: Liuna Station, James Street North, Hamilton, Kanada. Stehend mit dem Bronzemann – Leonardo Sciascia. Keine Verwandtschaft, er ist immer da! Meine Tochter, meine Enkelin und ich.
#Family
#Flickr21Challenge
Day 17 Photo of Flickr Photo Challenge.
#HFG
Us.. and how my doxie realy think how our relation is...
I had to shoot a friend with a dog last weekend..
And this was one of the ideas i had..
I wanted to try it self first with my doxie...
So here you go.. my 52 for this week was born ;))
Easy and simple, cos life is busy enough right now!!!
BTW, 5 cookies got killed by her for this worked..
I think my doxie had the most fun ever with steeling them ;))
And i love her typical dachs paws here... there tooooo cute!!!!
She is a standard dachs, so not too tiny ;))
First light that I saw today from my bedroom window.
Made me think of these lyrics in relation to COVID19
“Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?
I walked through halls of reputation
Among the infamous too
As the camera clings to the common thread
Beyond all vanity
Into a gaze to shoot you through
Is the kindness we count upon
Hidden in everyone?
I stepped out in a sunlit grove
Although deep down I wished it would rain
Washing away all the sadness and tears
That will never fall so heavily again
Is the kindness we count upon
Is hidden in everyone..”
Or if you’d prefer to listen to the song..…
About this Item
Title: Santa Elena Canyon
Type: Film, Monochrome, 8x10
Date: 2015
Description: Photo shows a beam of light and high cliffs at the Rio Grande River in far West Texas.
Subject: Park, Land
Coverage: Texas - Brewster County - Big Bend National Park
Relation: Upper Rio Grande Region
« Toute relation, tout commerce, crée un tiers, un lieu, dans l’espace clos duquel s’établissent, s’organisent, se jouent, les rapports. » (G.P.)
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Not really in relation to these twins here (the reservoir of hope is actually softly diminishing), but with regard to the lens which I got this morning. I had heard of the Samyang 135mm F2 manual lens and its optical qualities. This is one of the first images (done with a tripod, wide-open). Getting the focus right is the issue with this lens, but if you do the results are really promising. I do have excellent Fuji AF lenses and some manual focus lenses that allow me to create a more artistic impression. The Samyang 135mm certainly belongs into this category.
The stake at the right is the indicator for water level in relation to the railroad tracks. At this point, the tracks were about 2.5 feet underwater.
The rotation of the Earth, in relation to the fixed stars, remains virtually constant over centuries. Unfortunately, solar time is not regular, as the path of the Earth around the Sun is an ellipse and not a circle, (the Moon also causes monthly irregularities). On any given day of the year, determining the correct time requires additional calculation.
Step 1: Look first at the outside rectangle of the 12 signs of the zodiac and then at the inside roman numerals which are the hours starting at VI (6 am) at the top left. The roman numerals are listed vertically to X (10 am) and then horizontally from XI (11 am) to I (1 pm). The chart continues along the right side of II (2 pm) to V (5 pm). Determine where the gnomon casts a shadow to find the shadow time. The shadow of the gnomon moves in a counterclockwise around the dial face.
Each dash and space between the roman numerals represent 10-minute increments.
Step 2:
Use the chart below the sundial account to obtain Eastern Standard Time if it is currently daylight savings time.
1. Find the current month on the top of the chart. Then find the vertical line corresponding to the closest date.
2. Move your eyes down the curved line and determine which horizontal line is the closest.
3. Trace along that horizontal line to the number columns (between March/April or September/October) and find the number of minutes, between 10 and 40 to add to your shadow time.
Übergabe Neuwied - Koblenz-Lützel
Verschiedene Übergaben und Anschlussbedienungen werden im Bahnhof Neuwied gesammelt und zu Übergabezügen dieser Relation zusammengestellt bzw in die Gegenrichtung zerlegt.
Transportiert werden u.a. Stahlprodukte und Chemikalien.
Waiting for a fourth sheep, owner of a ghettoblaster, to arrive and start the party, those sheeps are gonna have a wonderful time, not having to worry about the neighbours.
Featuring:
Lady Rhapsody by Silvan Moon Designs
Kindi by Calico Creations
Candy #3 by K&S poses
Full credits are at Blue's Fantasy!
No relation to the upcoming movie of course. After doing so mostly Homeworld/Peter Elson inspired Microspace. I wanted to do an homage to Studio Nue and Kazutaka Miyatake in particular.
About this Item
Title: Caprock Creek
Type: Film, Monochrome, 4x5
Date: 2011
Description: Photo shows a creek bottom beneath a cliff formation
Subject: Park, Land
Coverage: Texas - Briscoe County - Quitaque - Caprock Canyons State Park
Relation: High Plains Region
I’m often reminded how lucky I am to call this place home. Over the last ten years it’s this passion for photographing the land and sea around here that’s really fired my enthusiasm for the corner of the land I’ve spent almost all of my life in. And when I think about it, it strikes me that there are a number of Cornwalls. You’ll probably recognise a few of them yourselves, from the foodie yachtie “you simply must” well heeled enclaves that most of us locals shun, to the picture perfect villages that we also don’t go to that much - certainly not in the holiday season. Then there’s the mysterious east, on the other side of the sparse open spaces of Bodmin Moor, just across the water from Plymouth - quiet snaking river bends, overlooked, underrated by everyone except for the few that know. The buckets and spades at Newquay and Perranporth, and the artists’ havens of St Ives and Newlyn. The surfers, waiting patiently on their boards throughout the seasons at Fistral, Porthtowan, Portreath and Gwithian. There’s the old Cornwall, our equivalent of the pit villages, mining remnants left over from when the few square miles outside the front door were the richest on the planet - all long gone in these poor relation towns of Redruth and Camborne - but it’s this part of the county that’s home to me now after growing up and living in boat lovers’ Falmouth for more than forty years. Love brought me here to share my life with Ali, who has never lived more than a couple of miles from the middle of Redruth. Her roots are entwined through countless generations of this town and I’ve never been happier than I am here. Nowhere else has ever felt quite so much like home to me.
And talking of love, there’s another Cornwall. A timeless and lonely one where the winds howl, the gulls shriek and the wild ocean roars like an approaching thunderstorm on wintry days. The place where you can taste the salt in the air when you stand on the clifftops. You’ll find it in the northern reaches beyond the Camel Estuary, or on the Lizard to the south, and best of all for me, you can embrace it in the far west. Every time I leave that roundabout on the other side of Penzance things begin to change. Often I take the third exit towards St Just and Pendeen, where Cape Cornwall, Porth Nanven, Kenidjack Castle and the incomparable Botallack lie in wait. Each of those locations have seduced me over and over again like a schoolboy who can’t decide which girl he’s got the biggest crush on. Each one sets the pulses charging whenever I even think about going. Just recently, I’ve been taking the second exit rather more often, driving the last nine miles of the mainland along a road that winds and rises gently towards the edge of eternity at Land’s End. At the moment I can’t get enough of the place. Not Shaun the Sheep World obviously. Besides which, the tourists have mostly gone home now. What has been grabbing me though is that there are more than a few compositions to be found here, for which few ever seem to stumble past the classic view of the stacks - the subject of my last story from Land’s End. Judging by the response, it seems many of you like that view too. I’m pretty fond of it myself - even if I don’t take the camera from the bag, I always stop to take it all in again. But as a stand up comedian once said, “come here, there’s more!”
It was the second time in a week I’d perched the tripod on this rock, hanging over the Atlantic as it bashed onto the base of the cliffs fifty or sixty feet below. I mean just look at the textures in those granite walls! I knew there was a shot waiting here, but I hadn’t quite worked it out yet. The previous Monday had delivered neither colour nor contrast and I’d come away with a black and white long exposure, which I liked well enough, but it wasn’t quite ticking my boxes. I couldn’t help feeling that the finished image was leaning very slightly to the right - and by that I don’t mean the horizon needed levelling. Something was needed, just a little something on the left to even things up a bit. But what can you do when there’s nothing there to balance it all? Build another Shaun the Sheep World half a mile out to sea? Consigning the existing one to it might be a better plan. Enough said - I’m supposed to have stopped ranting about the visitor centre now. Nobody forces me to stay there once I’ve parked the van you know.
But now things were a bit more colourful. I’d deliberately chosen today because the sun had finally promised to pierce the grey skies after a prolonged absence. But should I slightly tweak the foreground and find a nice big rock to frame the left? I tried, but it wasn’t working. And then the blindingly obvious appeared in front of me. A bright patch of sunlight and a big yellow beam spreading across the sea in front of the camera. Sometimes that’s all it takes to restore the balance. The long exposure did something else too, both clouds and sea radiating away from Longships towards me to emphasise the distant subject - erm, for which I used a focal length blend if you were wondering. With a wide angle lens it almost vanishes completely if you want to include the textures in those cliffs. Sometimes you need a bit of jiggery pokery if you want your image to resemble the view in front of you. That’s enough of the technical nonsense now. Otherwise the gaps will start to appear very quickly. Besides which, if you’re still reading, your eyelids have probably closed over a couple of times already and I don’t want to send you to sleep.
Next, I really need to try and make it here in time for a winter sunrise. There are other compositions too you see, and they don’t all involve pointing your camera in the same direction. I think I’m going to be here quite often in the coming months. The love affair with another Cornwall isn’t going away anytime soon.