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I was so happy to see Mr. & Mrs. Cardinal visiting my backyard feeder. They've been coming for years, but it's rare to see them both relaxed & feeding at the same time! Happy Fence Friday my friends!

a little tribute to flickr :-)

Looks like there are customers already, but I did not notice any helmets anywhere...

Melb Bike Share launched today.

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The bicycles are a heavy-duty design, have three speeds, weigh 18 kilograms and have a small basket on the front.

 

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Three street children were sharing a bottle of cold drinks in a summer morning in the streets of Kolkata , West bengal .

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Common Ostrich, Sossusvlei, Namibia by Salvador Colvee

I often saw mothers and cubs sharing a meal. Here a mother grizzly and her cub share the remains of a salmon carcass by a stand of sedge grass on the river bank. The long claws of the cub mirror the bones sticking out of the bit of salmon he/she is holding.

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Looking back on the amazing sunrise I shared with my wife in January.

Accessing my MacBook's desktop via Leopard's screen sharing feature. Pretty cool!

Anyone who likes to photograph birds of prey knows just how difficult they can be. Their excellent visual acuity means that they usually see us well before we see them. But that same ability frequently has them departing long before we can get close enough for a meaningful photo. In most places, the photographer has to be quite stealthy and remain well hidden. In Florida, however, I find that it simply means finding the birds that inhabit areas well visited by humans. Many of these birds have become tolerant enough to observe, and some even seem to like watching humans. At the very least, they probably enjoy the great variety of scavenger prey that follow human encroachment into their environment. Those little bits of food that fall off your plate attract a multitude of insects and small animals, making it easier for our banded red-shouldered hawk to pick up a bite to eat. #RedshoulderedHawk

 

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Canon Digital Rebel 300D / EF-S 24/2.8 STM

 

I took this photo with the first digital SLR I ever purchased, way back in 2005. Most cameras I've had over the years I've sold off, but this one I held onto. And though the body shows clear signs of wear, the important bits still work. I take it off the shelf and shoot some frames with it whenever I'm feeling nostalgic.

 

But last night I wanted to put this old camera through some more serious paces -- what would it be like to shoot it the same way I've been shooting my behemoth GFX and cutting-edge Nikon Z? I put a 24mm pancake lens on the thing and placed it on a tripod and walked around some northern bits of Santa Clara.

 

And here's the results. There's all the things you'd expect: fewer megapixels, less sharpness, more grain, less information in the shadows and highlights. But the overall photo? From the thumbnail alone, I don't know if I'd be able to tell the difference.

 

The biggest difference by far was the experience of actually shooting the photos -- that's when I was really feeling the two decades of technology. Composing, focusing, exposing are all so much more difficult with the Digital Rebel than with new cameras. The meter is easily overwhelmed by bright light sources, focus is a guessing game, reviewing images practically pointless on the tiny little screen that doesn't even show you the actual RAW file anyway, and composing harkening back to the old film days where "what you see is only sort of what you get".

 

I don't think any of this is a profound revelation -- it all seems kind of obvious in retrospect. But it was fun to do anyway, and as I edit through the shots I'll post them up here to share them with you. This one might've been my favorite from the night.

The Eastern Great Egret caught a prawn, and was fleeing a cormorant who was keen to share. At about this point he realised I was there and didn't want to share with me either :)

Sometimes, at the end of the day, sharing quiet time is just what we need.

A young couple sharing an ice cream in St James' Park London. Digitised from the original taken on Kodak Tri-X via Nikon F5. and 85mm f1.4.

Trees by the railway tunnel in Montmeló, Catalonia, Spain.

I love it whenever I have to make an addition to this series of mine. Its such a pleasure to share smiles.

Little one hunched at supper alone, lone

plate, cold table, unquiet silence. Orphan to lust and selfishness, shunned

despairing, forgotten.

 

Sad-eyed, someone watches,

speaks to your heart: "You are not alone,

for I am with you always." Then asks,

 

"Have you anything here to eat?"

 

Best seen in Large. Thanks.

Hand held, taken on the spot. Insects were approached gently, with care.

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(Photo taken by Rissa Bolissima)

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Showa Kinen Park Tachikawa Tokyo

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Wish you have a very bright Sunday!

When the visitor is on one of the trails at Circle B Bar Reserve near Lakeland, Florida, the wildlife sometimes take over. A zoom lens often comes in handy.

Slow moving traffic ahead on "Circuit de Vieriou" near Coursegoules, Alpes Maritimes, France

The flowers are simply gorgeous this year - thanks to some big time rains. I tried to nudge the cactus to bloom, but I'm thrilled with what we got!! Enjoy!!

Here is my view as I sip my first cup of coffee and listen to the singing cardinals, wrens, finches, chickadees and vireos. Life is good.

Shared from camera role sans pp.

Candid Street Photography From Edinburgh, Scotland

surprised me.

brant geese feeding along side juvenile bald eagles...

 

My new fav candy...Sour Skittles

A Northern Flicker and Dark-eyed Junco share a feeder at the Great Blue Heron Nature Reserve, Chilliwack, B.C.

Timer (1981)

Tony Harrison

 

Gold survives the fire that's hot enough

to make you ashes in a standard urn.

An envelope of course official buff

contains your wedding ring that wouldn't burn.

 

Dad told me I'd to tell them at St. James's

the ring should go in the incinerator.

That "eternity" inscribed with both their names is

his surety that they'd be together, "later".

 

I signed for the parcelled clothing as the son,

the cardy, apron, pants, bra, dress-

 

The clerk phoned down, 6- 8- 8- 3- 1?

Has she still her ring on? (Slight pause) Yes!

 

It's on my warm palm now, your burnished ring!

 

I feel your ashes, head, arms, breasts, womb, legs,

sift through its circle slowly, like that thing

you used to let me watch to time the eggs.

 

Poem Analysis

Poem Guide by Emma Baldwin

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Sometimes the date does not show: Work done September 2, 2025 @ 17:26:28 pm

 

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