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This immature Wood Stork had caught a fish and was 'playing around' with it on the shoreline, obscured by the grass, in order to get it in the right position for swallowing, for what seemed like an age. Then suddenly the fish was swallowed with a quick backward jerk of the head. Here you can just see it slip, sliding' away!
Wood Storks sweep their impressive bills from side to side in the water and when a fish is touched, the bill snaps shut rapidly in about 25 milliseconds making it one of the fastest reflexes known in vertebrates.
An adult Wood Stork has a black, bald head and generally a dark coloured bill. An immature bird, like the one here, has a feathered head and neck and a much paler coloured bill.
Taken at Myakka River State Park, Florida.
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Chasing the light at 2nd Beach in Olympic National Park. Low tide and Sunset make for nice reflected color across the sand.
The early morning sunshine catches the reflective silver discs on the main elevation of the new Selfridges Department Store, Birmingham, England.
The freeform shape, coloured blue,is covered in thousands of silver discs.
Architect: Future Systems
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I was thinking back to the first part of 2020 in the month or so before the pandemic emerged. Almost every day there is some reminder of those final weeks when everything still felt normal. The ensuing months have brought a succession of quarantines, lock-downs, face masks, partitions protecting store clerks, closed businesses, grim statistics, and on and on. It's all made the first part of 2020 seem like years rather than months ago. What's weird is how much of this is beginning to feel normal. Was thinking about the many people I encounter whose full faces I've not seen in months; only their eyes revealed above mask level. When this all began the thinking (mine anyway) was "get through this" and we'll emerge on the other side in a few weeks. The time frame was recalculated to months. And now perhaps next year, or even beyond. What will normal look like then? Certainly not like the one we remember. Normal is really only relative to one's recollection (and attachment to) the past. So far 2020 has brought years worth of change in just six months. The dimmer the memory of pre-pandemic times becomes, the more we are separated from the old normality. My initial optimism about this having a distinct beginning, middle and end is being replaced with a sinking feeling of inevitability. Sort of like being carried out to sea on a rip current.
1980′s vintage delicate and really really pretty pale pink nylon full slip with full lace bodice and deep scalloped lace hem….
Red phalarope and a dunlin at Keith McLeans Conservation Area, Ontario, Canada, Dec 7, 2019.
Unusual for this late in the year. Later they were feeding at the edge of the ice where some melting had occurred.
Phalaropus fulicarius - red phalarope
Calidris alpina - dunlin
Es ist Winter, also sieht man langsam frost und schnee.
Ich wünsche euch allen ein schönes Weihnachtsfest und einen guten rutsch ins neue Jahr.
It is winter, so you can see slowly frost and snow.
I wish a Merry Christmas and a good all you slip in the new year.
Vines cover Cleveland’s landmark Sidaway Bridge, a circa-1930 pedestrian walkway closed for more than a half-century.
Interesting backstory here:
By the 1960s, the white ethnic enclaves in the area had transitioned to a largely black neighborhood on one side of the ravine and a largely white neighborhood on the other.
Someone removed the decking during a week of race riots in 1966 and tried to set it ablaze, and it has been closed ever since. The city’s failure to reopen it was later cited by a federal judge in a school desegregation ruling.
Popped out today but struggled to find anything that worked - I did spot this and stopped to capture it
I spent some time watching a pair of Willow Flycatchers. They were making some interesting calls and I knew I had a breeding pair. I saw the female slip into a nest. After she flew off I crept over a took a picture. Nest was about 4 feet off the ground in what I think is an autumn olive.
Waterfall in Washington State located inside a National Forest area.
Loved the green moss and bluish water color combination.
Little is known about Almeda Cowley. She was, as the stone says, the wife of John. She died in 1913 at the age of 29. The local papers recognize her death, but give no details.
They had at least one son - Gerald Otis - born three years before.
The information on John is slightly less mysterious. Census records show him as being divorced by 1920 and only widowed by 1930 (the latter is probably the most correct).
In 1930 (and maybe in 1920), he was living with a servant named Maud Reaves, who was slightly older than him. I can't find anything more about her.
At some point, he married a woman named Gladys, who was his wife until he died in 1942.
John is not buried with Almeda, nor is he buried with Gladys. He lies with his mother Mary Jane and his sister Elsie (who married, but is not buried with her husband).
Maybe the Cowleys were a tight family.
But this beautifully carved stone rests alone with an overgrown cemetery with which I am deeply in love.
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'The Slip'
Camera: Chamonix 45F-2
Lens: Steinheil München Anastigmat Actinar 4.5; 135mm
Film: Fomapan 100
Exposure: f/6.3; 1/10 sec
Process: FA-1027; 1+14; 9min
Washington
May 2024
Caladenia flava subsp flava is a tuberous, hairy, perennial herb 0.1 - 0.3 m high. Leaf 50-150 mm x 5-20 mm.. One to five flowers on a zig-zagging stem. Flowers 35-50 mm across. Sepals and petals yellow with variable amounts of red markings. Grows on sand, laterite and gravel
The day is almost done for the sunshine, as Wisconsin & Southern train HOK (Horicon-Oshkosh) departs Utley for Markesan, on WSOR's Markesan Sub. The heritage of this line is very evident in the slowly fading flanger post.
WSOR HOK
Fairwater, WI.
Autumn 2011
Sunday was the first hot and humid day of the year here. So, we set up the slip n slide and ended up with a number of neighborhood kids at our house. It was a fun day, and I got a lot of great captures that I'll be posting.
This Mallard duckling had slipped over on a lily pad and was struggling to get up.
It was funny for a short while as it kicked its legs and splashed around.
It then became evident that the duckling couldn't get back on its own two feet and needed help.
I put my camera on the ground and looked for a branch long enough to reach the pad. After a quick search under a tree I found a six foot branch and held it with both arms outstretched and gently pushed the lily pad down.
The duckling then rolled into the water and was the right way up again.
So a happy ending to this story, and also learning that lily pads can be a potential trap if you're a very young duckling.