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A Fresh Start.
Which isn't going to plan so far. I took this photo and a few hours later I had a nasty fall outside a supermarket.
I think I have badly sprained my wrist but there is no way I am going to Covid Central (local hospital) to find out! :)
Sprains, strains, aches and pains - it happens to all of us as we get older.
candid street shot, Pero's bridge, Bristol, England.
I may not get out for a few days as I fell out the back door yesterday and have sprained my ankle boo hoo :((
Recently someone very dear to me suffered a fall resulting in a fracture of the left leg fibula bone, in a position very close to the left ankle.
She also had a sprained right ankle.
Although she has been given a cast, all her fingers have been left out in order to frequently check the status of her blood circulation and avoid complications.
But sometimes she feels a bit cold so I have put some socks on her to give her a warmer feeling.
When I had been close to her for a while, I realized that, without exaggerating too much fantasy, the sock and the cast had become a kind of snowman with its beanie.
Photo dedicated to her.
Photo taken in Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, Spain, with a Nikon Z 6 II machine and a Meyer Optics Görlitz Trioplan 100 F2.8 II lens. This lens has no camera connection pins, so some metadata may be wrong or missing.
UN TOBILLO CON UN GORRO, 2023
Recientemente un ser muy querido para mí ha sufrido una caída con el resultado de una fractura en el hueso peroné de la pierna izquierda, en una posición muy cercana al tobillo izquierdo.
Además ella tuvo un esguince en el tobillo derecho.
Aunque le han aplicado una escayola, le han dejado fuera todos los dedos para comprobar con frecuencia el estado de su circulación sanguínea y evitar complicaciones.
Pero a veces ella siente algo de frío así que le he puesto unos calcetines para que tenga una sensación más cálida.
Cuando llevaba yo un rato cerca de ella, me he dado cuenta que, sin exagerar mucha fantasía, el calcetín y la escayola se habían convertido en una especie de muñeco de nieve con su gorrito.
Foto dedicada a "ella".
Foto tomada en Pozuelo de Alarcón, Madrid, España, con una máquina Nikon Z 6 II y una lente Meyer Optics Görlitz Trioplan 100 F2.8 II. Esta lente no tiene pines de conexión con la cámara, con lo que algunos metadatos pueden ser erróneos o inexistentes.
Just before taking this picture I fell down, sprained my ankle badly, rolled on the floor, and almost finished in the water. Hopefully the result was worth :-)
I went hiking yesterday in Forest Park. Hiking, for the first time since my sprained ankle. It felt good. Great, even, to be out. I couldn't help but notice early signs of Autumn... leaves sprinkling the trail, crackling underfoot. A crisper bite to the air, an earlier dusk to the evening. And as much as I always look forward to the seasons changing, part of my heart always longs for them each to last a little longer, to resist the relentless gravitation of time, to prolong the marching years.
In this case, I will miss (most of all) Summer's wildflowers, and the way my hands never get cold (three out of four seasons they're ridiculously chilled), and especially the long, drowsy, sun-filled evenings, the ones spent reading with the white curtains waving at the windowsill. I will miss the high mountain trails as they fill up with snow, I will miss the abundance of fresh berries to be had, and I will miss the roses blooming forth from every yard in the city.
But Fall, oh Fall. You with your mercurial skies, your towering white clouds and swift cold winds, your flashes of quickening color, your thunderous downpours. I look forward to quietly wandering about with you, to hot mugs of apple cider and frosted pumpkin cookies, to soft cotton hoodies and cozy arm-warmers, to your cool evenings runs, to your flannel sheets, your football games, your pumpkin patches and your harvest moons.
And this image? Well, this leaf wasn't really falling. It was held delicately above the trail by a spiderweb, twirling in the last light of the day. I marveled at it, photographed it, and then left it where it was, the symbol of a season on the brink of change.
Oh, and? I've always loved this song, but I'm particularly pleased to hear it being sung by Mumford & Sons. We'd up and fly if we had wings for flyin'...
Just when I thought life could not get more challenge, I fell down the fucking stairs! Went to Maple Leaf Dairy Ice Cream & Frozen Yogurt for some cappuccino ice cream. Day went from hell to heaven in less than 24 hours: www.suziethefoodie.com/to-hell-and-heaven/
(Panthera leo) B28I8320 Shawu - Kruger NP very South - South Africa
They were 4 lionesses for a Wildebeest. Two of them got injured legs (sprain or broken bones ?). To be injured is very bad for predators as they will not be able to hunt. Fortunately they were 4 in the group and they use to help each other.
Lions can be injured by horns or hoofs, but most of the time it is by rolling with their prey and bumping into rocks or trees.
My guide in Shawu, Sifiso explained to me that predators choose their prey according to the number of members in their group or the young to feed.
So, a Wildebeest is perfect for 4 to 6 Lioness. Wildebeest are the more easy to hunt, not very fast and not very clever. It could be also a Waterbuck, a Topi, a Kudu or a Gemsbok (depending of the area)
4 to 6 lions will rather choose a buffalo, more powerful and more difficult to land or a Zebra (hard to get too).
And for a couple Lion and Lioness, it could be enough with an Impala.
Impalas are the favorite target for Leopards, Wilds Dogs and also Cheetahs (the only species able to run faster than an impala). Impalas are about 152.000 in Kruger. Wildebeest are 10.000, Zebras are 28.000, Buffalos 37.000, Kudus 14.000, and Waterbucks 5.000.
For 1.700 Lions; 1.000 Leopards; 120 Cheetahs and 120 Wild Dogs. Cheetahs and Wild Dogs are mercilessly hunted by Lions and Leopards for competitive reasons.
Il y avait 4 lionnes pour un gnou. Deux d'entre elles se sont blessées aux pattes (entorse ou fracture?). Se blesser est très mauvais pour les prédateurs car ils ne peuvent plus chasser. Heureusement, elles étaient 4 dans le groupe et elles ont l'habitude de s'entraider.
Les lions peuvent être blessés par des cornes ou des sabots, mais la plupart du temps, c'est en roulant avec leurs proies et en se cognant contre des rochers ou des arbres.
Mon guide à Shawu, Sifiso m'a expliqué que les prédateurs choisissent leur proie en fonction du nombre de membres de leur groupe ou des jeunes à nourrir.
Ainsi, un gnou est parfait pour 4 à 6 lionnes. Les gnous sont les plus faciles à chasser, pas très rapides et pas très malins. Ce pourrait être aussi un Waterbuck (Cobe), un Topi ou un Gemsbok (Oryx), (selon la région)
4 à 6 lions choisiront plutôt un buffle, plus puissant et plus difficile à mettre au sol.
Et pour un couple Lion et Lionne, un Impala peut suffire.
Les impalas sont la cible préférée des léopards, des chiens sauvages et des guépards (la seule espèce capable de courir plus vite qu'un impala). Heureusement les Impalas sont plus de 150.000 sur le Parc Kruger.
Les Gnous sont 10.000, les Zèbres : 28.000, les Buffles : 37.000, les Koudous : 14.000, et 5.000 Cobes à croissant.
Pour 1.700 Lions; 1.000 Leopards; 120 Guépards and 120 Lycaons. Les Guépards et les Lycaons sont impitoyablement chassés par les Lions et les Léopards pour des raisons de concurrence.
It pains me to look at these photos, poor thing. This Lorikeet had been injured and if you see in the pic it appears to be his foot that is broken or sprained. I was in contact with a local wildlife carer who told me to keep an eye on it and if I could catch it to bring it in, I was unable to catch it. So I watched and hand fed the bird some grevillea blossoms and water, he seemed ok with that. Last weekend was terribly hot and on Sunday the temps reached 43C.
Poor thing went to ground and hid under a pile of wood I have in the backyard. I was outside for some reason around lunch time and I could hear it screeching, I ran down and I could not believe my eyes the Lorikeet was being attacked by a Blue Tongue Lizard - I raced to get my garden gloves and ran back, he was deep in the bromeliads and I was pushing them down so he could climb out, while this thing was pulling at him, he came toward me and I grabbed him. Phew! I thought he was safe and promptly took him to the carer who administered pain relief, re hydration fluid and Lorrie food.
It seems the blue tongue inflicted one too many injuries on this bird or it already was too injured and he died overnight.
What a loss I felt, I had been keeping a close eye on this bird for a few days as was the birds partner or sibling (prev pic). The rescue out of the broms was also very frantic and I could not be sure if it was a Blue Tongue, it could have been a snake for all I know.. all I could see is the wriggling and colour of the creature. After all Blue Tongues do not eat birds do they???
I will upload a more positive shot of Rainbows shortly.
Many tahanks for stopping by. Hope you like my memories. Enjoy the week end, it is nice and cool here and I have ice on my sprained foot.
We're Here - I'm OK!
I didn't get much time to come up with something here... My son sprained his ankle shortly after setting up my camera. He's okay. :) I have found so many interesting places in the last week, and I'm afraid I can't remember them all - but I got this one recorded.
Betty Boop has a sprained wrist but now she’s bleeding in the bathtub as she’s showing off her flower her ex sent to her. She’s so needy that she would go to any lengths to prove her worthiness. After all, she sprained her wrist while trying to end her life over the stupid boy. Betty is such a ditz that all she really did was sprain her wrist and not cut it wide open. Thanks be to God! What would we do without Betty!!
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« Faites des bêtises, mais faites-les avec enthousiasme ». Colette
C’est un Terre-Neuve de presque un an et de plus de 50 kilos … et elle m’aime trop !!! La dernière fois qu’elle a voulu me faire un câlin (hier après-midi), elle y a mis tellement d’enthousiasme qu’elle m’a fait voler comme une quille de bowling. !!! :-DDD
Bilan de la rencontre : entorse du genou ! Moi qui manquais de temps pour venir sur flickr, c’est arrangé pour cette semaine !!! Merci le chien ! :-)))
Il y a quand même une chose que je ne lui pardonne pas : j’ai dû décommander une charmante invitation, je n’ai pas pu voir mes amis et surtout… ils ont bu un merveilleux Lynch Bages de derrière les fagots sans moi ! ;-))
Make silly things, but do them with enthusiasm. Colette
She’s a Newfoundland dog of almost a year and more than 50 kilos... and she loves me too much!!! The last time that she wanted to give me a cuddle, (on yesterday afternoon) she was so enthusiast, that she made me fly like a bowling skittle. !!! :-DDD
Meeting results : a sprained knee ! I who didn’t have enough time to visit my flickr friends, it is OK for this week!!! Thank you the dog! :-)))
Nevertheless, there is something that I don’t forgive her : I had to cancel a charming invitation, I couldn’t meet my friends and most of all... they drank a marvellous very special Lynch Bages without me! ;-))
From a night wandering around Hubbards Hills with AndyK! a while back... This night ended in disaster with Andy dropping a lenser T7 in the stream and me doing a full on face plant and spraining my ankle!! Oh well happy days.
Not the best of days, nope. A scattered day when I worked here and there and everywhere. And sprained my left ankle. And no candy or treats for the evening :( Oh, well...
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Have to wear a boot because I have a sprained ligament, but trying not to let that stop me from an upper body workout.
Gytha up on the ice - neither crashed though, nor sprained an ankle. Or other parts of the body that start with "a"
Toy Project Day 3464
A little practice goes a long way. While I haven't been doing much practice in the saddle this past week because of spraining my shoulder, I've still managed to get some training done with the baby boy. He's been worked in a Pessoa to encourage him to work deep, because as a big, long, horse who has been used to thundering around on his forehand, he needed to work more on rocking onto his hindquarters and engaging properly underneath. I've also been free-jumping him over cavaletti, particularly focusing on bounce jumps for him, because nothing teaches a horse to get back onto his hindquarters and stay there like having to jump a grid.
It seems to have paid dividends, with our practice session at Evergarden over the jump course coming in at what I think is a very respectable 62.09. I've no idea how it compares to everyone else, but I think it's around the fastest Foxtrot and I are capable of completing the course - in this case, I think his being as tall as he is works against him, as the distances in some of the double elements are a bit more than a bounce, and a bit less than a stride. With a smaller horse, you might get a stride in, which can help your horse center himself, but I think for Foxtrot, I'd have to ask for a longer, shallower, jump on the first element to land him in bounce distance for the second elements.
Either way, I'm super proud of the progress Foxtrot has made in such a short period of time, and I'm excited to see how he improves with more time to train him.
Are you coming hooman?
Yes, Barney.... just wait a moment, please, I can't go very fast at the moment.
Hmm, yes, you are terribly slow, aren't you! I mean hoomans are ALWAYS slow but you're practically going backwards these days...
I know, I know... Sorry, I can't help it, you'll just have to be patient!
Perhaps you should try using all 4 paws, like a sensible creature - you might go faster then, instead of hobbling like this!
I'm hobbling because one of your fellow 4-legged "sensible creatures" tripped me up & I sprained my ankle!
Really, who?
Hovis!
Hovis? Oh, well that explains things! He may have 4-legs but he's not sensible at all! He's a stupid brown fluffy harebrained ninny of a collie...
Barney!
Well, he IS! Hey, shall I give him a little... nip on the hock, next time I see him?
No... Just be good & don't pull on your lead!
Yes, yes, I'll be good. Now come on you slow old hooman, you.
Yes, I sprained my ankle fairly badly at the beginning of January, when one of my dad's partner's 3 BCs, Hovis (whom Barney is not overly fond of!), ran into me & knocked me flying... So, poor Barney has had to put up with very short, boring hobbles around the block lately. We finally managed a longer stroll up to the park earlier this week & I took a few photos. Haha thankfully, despite my horrendous slowness (made even worse by icy paths), Barney was a good boy about not pulling on the lead & my ankle survived, so hopefully we should be able to take some more nice walks again soon ;)
Although hobbling a bit with the sprained ankle, I was able to go to Hailsham with Liz and Martin for HPS's Annual Exhibition, then down to Birling Gap. While they wandered around at will, I stayed near the steps, as the shingle was painful to walk over.
I had a play with my Lensbaby Omni wands, and this, with the crystal, was my favourite of the session. I have tweaked the colours some more in LR to create a "sun-going-down" look, although it wasn't!
The meowing in the background is Raphael. He often comes running if he knows I'm giving Josie attention, he doesn't want to miss out ever!
I apologise for not being on flickr much, I have a shoulder sprain and it's taking it's time to heal.
I am also finalising a book I have written, I am getting it ready for an appraisal first maybe, and then editing. I haven't made up my mind yet. I need to speak to a few more editors. I have only found one in this town, and she is a journalist, a historian, and a humanitarian. She has 30years experience in writing, and she seems perfectly suitable, but she won't edit it until she's done an appraisal on it, and then she decides whether or not she is willing to edit it. The appraisal will cost $500AU. The next closest editor is 100km away. I need to do more homework on this lady first, but from speaking with her, and seeing her public profile, she has won my confidence to pay for her appraisal. I am keen to publish it even if she rejects it, so I am not sure if I want to spend the money on an appraisal, and maybe just go straight into editing with someone else. But the appraisal may well give me guidance to change things before having it edited and published. The fact she is a historian has really impressed me.That will help me a lot. If she is happy to edit it, she gives me a package deal on editing, proofreading, illustrating and printing. If she's not happy to edit it, I need to get it edited elsewhere, but she will print it for me as a self published work if I want. She has setup her practice to support the local regional community to self publish their work. I couldn't really ask for anything more.
Went along to Brighton last night to get some pikkies but decided to throw myself down some stairs along the seafront and sprain my ankle instead lol.
But thanks to the power of embarrasement I got up after landing on my tripod and camera bag and quickly hobbled off with my wife fussing over me with worry.
Anyway no wanting to waste the oppurtunity of getting some pictures I carried on getting a few shots I'm really happy with.
This was taken in the play park which my daughter was playing in using the playpool to get a slightly wobbly but cool reflection.
The sun had gone down but there was still some nice colour left in the sky.
I flipped the image to put the reflection at the top to give a sureal feel to this shot.
Also thanks to my flickr contact photojunket for his advice on using the high pass filter as I had my settings way too high which oversharpened my pictures.
i have played with the settings being more moderate and as you can see the effect is much more natural and pleasing in this picture.
Thank you for all your amazing comments and support on my pictures, you are all great.
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Been thinking about a visit to this place for some while. Made it at last and was rewarded with marvellous (almost windless so no sea-spray problems, progressively more beautiful evening sky) conditions.
It's about a 2.4km walk from the beach car park at the Cape Woolamai to the Pinnacles lookout point. About half the walk is along the beach, then along the cliff-top path. At the end there's a great lookout. I couldn't work out if there was a proper path down to ocean level to get these pics. The climb down is not one i'd recommend to anyone afraid of heights... or anyone with a history of sprained ankles. But the images (and there's a few areas to explore still - it would take a few visits to get it all) might just be worth it!
I remember this night so fondly. My wife and I travelled to Cannon Beach, Oregon and the Pacific Northwest area. We spent a few nights on the beach taking in sun, rain, sandstorms, and an ankle I severely sprained while out on a hike. She built this fire and I remember it more when I think back about that trip than spraining that ankle. Collecting moments is something I love to do.
Mike D.
She sprained her ankle last week but she knows if she wants the promotion at work she needs to wear her So Kate’s. She iced her ankle all weekend but her doctor told her she couldn’t wear high heels for at least 2 weeks after the sweat goes down. Monday morning her ankle is swollen but she can get her foot in her So Kate’s so that’s good enough for her.. She hasn’t the late shift tonight so she can ice it some more besides the carpet at the store makes it easier on her feet. She is surprised after the first couple of hours her ankle doesn’t feel that bad. She forgot about the tear in the seem of the carpet behind the counter and catches her heel on it and a sharp pain shoots through her ankle and up her leg. Her coworker who is competing with her for the promotion hears her scream and asks her if she’s ok. Her ankle is in pain and she pretends it’s nothing she tells her I can finish the sake here. She’s starting at the register to ri g up the sale and she can’t even think straight, she is great with numbers but she’s having trouble concentrating because her ankle is throbbing and she can feel the pain. She finally gets the sale done and walks the customer to the door and her ankle wobbles a bit on her way back to her desk it gets worse. Now she is thinking what was that cracking sound earlier when she caught her heel in the carpet, was that my ankle or maybe it was nothing. She has to give up 2 customers to her coworker while she try’s to figure out how bad her ankle is. She finally gets up to test it out and she can feel the sharp pain again with every step through her ankle and up her leg but only worse now. She needs the promotion but she doesn’t know if she can survive 3 more hours.
I had to take Megan to the vets yesterday, she has been limping on her left leg, the vet said it is probably arthritis in her left shoulder or it could be she has sprained it, she is now on complete rest and some medication called Metacam.
Bruce and Poppy are both on Metacam, I wonder if I can buy it by the liter :))
She is going to have an x- ray next week.
It's nothing but worry for me at the moment with my furry family,
Thank you everyone for your kind comments.
Take care and stay safe my flickr friends !!!
For 119 pictures in 2019 #34 "Disgruntled". This is my wrist after a minor incident - not sprained, but a little swollen and sore. It left me less than fully gruntled, and so I'm using this for the disgruntled theme.At the rate it has been healing it should be fine in a week or so, or maybe even less.
This completes my 119 pictures project for the year. Looking forward to being back next year with 120 pictures.
Wanted to shoot the Latin Mass at St Peter Church Bandra but did not get a response so stayed at home .
Had a mild sprain on my ankle on Good Friday walking the Stations of the Cross ..Lenten Walk.
Used my cameras after the Hindu Festival of Gudi Padwa .
Mostly I use my Vivo 20 I don't like shooting images I shoot most of my street videos on my mobile phone .
It's very hot and humid in Bandra I live close to the sea off Bandra Reclamation .
My granddaughter s are fasting since the start of Ramzan
I am on heart medicines and insulin so advised by my doctor not to fast .
Had been invited to Iftar at a few dargahs but did not go.
Hope all is well with you all guys I still wear my mask for my own safety...people in my area have stopped wearing masks .
Wished Easter greetings to all my Christian friends on WhatsApp..I have a lot of East Indian friends ..
Ms Boop sprained her hand and her friend sent her flowers! It was all she could do to take a bath and hold her flower for all to see. She really put herself at risk by getting her bandage so close to the water. That’s only the half of it. We had a talk about her so called accident and she gave me permission due to HIPPA, to tell what really happened in her Call 911 photo.
A lovely Hydrangea flower.. View On Black
HPPT..!! have a great evening.. thanks so much for looking..
THE MEANING OF FLOWERS
The Hydrangea
'In general the hydrangea stands for friendship, devotion, and understanding.
About the Hydrangea:
The name “hydrangea” comes from the Greek word-meaning vessel. The Hydrangea native is to North America, although these blooms can be found in the far east.
Hydrangeas were brought to England in the 18th century, and in no time at all, their popularity spread like wildfire throughout Europe. Many of today’s popular hybrids were developed originally in France.
The hydrangea has medicinal purposes; Native Americans used the root as a diuretic and detoxifier. The bark of the hydrangea was used to ease muscle sprains and burns. It is still used today in alternative medicine as a tonic herb'..