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Recall those days,
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do,
there will never be a day when
I won't think of you...
-Phantom of the Opera
This is my favorite song from the soundtrack of Phantom of the Opera. What's yours?
HPPT!
One of my Tri-colored Heron buddies contemplating his next move on Horsepen Bayou! Let's hope he's on station Tuesday! I changed my plans for more lest wind on Tuesday!
DSC_9730uls
Think For Yourself...
01. Evasion
02. No liberty
03. Open your eyes
04. In the head
Serie... See the world
falls for spring.
I think the bird was trying to have a conversation with me at some point. (see in comments, he just stayed there for so long.)
I hate flickr sharpening.
I want to thank Christian for being so kind to me lately, for the never ending support and for the amazing person he truly is. Go add him as a contact if you're not doing it already.
I think he looks quite royal, but his name is "common grackle", at least I think that is his ID...
This regal one is actually a boat-tailed grackle thanks to butterflypsyche!
Explore HP 464, November 22, 2008.....thanks to all of you.
Cristina García Rodero en la Agencia Magnum. ¡Qué gran noticia!
Foto publicada en el número 24 de Fofo DNG:
I think blooming of spider lily is earlier than usual this year. I was really happy because I would miss the chance if I did not take the flower's photo today.
Ai Nikkor 50mm f1.4 with Panasonic DMC-GX7
September 21st, 2014
Jindai Botanical Park, Chofu City, Tokyo, Japan
I think she heard my camera. She stopped in her tracks and raised her head above the water to look around. I got one more shot then she took off and hid under vegetation on the other side of the creek.
Female Red-eared Slider (Trachemys scripta elegans)
My photos can also be found at kapturedbykala.com
I think the very first Long-eared Owl that I ever saw was seen on 13 October 2006. SInce then, I have been very fortunate to have seen several other individuals (see my Album) - including yesterday. These owls are very secretive and many birders go years between sightings. It is so important not to give the location of this species. Be careful that there is nothing in your photos that gives away the location.
Various people had been posting photos of a Long-eared Owl recently, but I had no idea where they were seeing it. Someone had posted a photo and labelled it "Calgary", so I had thought it must have been seen in one of our local city parks. Yesterday, I decided to go for a short drive and get a bit of sunshine and fresh air. Our deep freeze has lasted for more than four weeks, and I have been home for most of that time. Yesterday was a milder day, so I decided to make the most of it, especially with more snow forecast for tomorrow.
Imagine my surprise when a stranger told me just where it was, and my absolute horror when I came upon a huge crowd of photographers with their lenses raised! So how did they all know about this owl?? Apparently, Facebook has such a bad reputation for people trolling everyone's photostream there, finding out locations for all sorts of things (old barns included!). Then, of course, some people phone others, to ask or to tell. Most people were down in the ditch at the fenceline, so no doubt they were able to get stunning close shots, especially those with enormous lenses. My photos were taken from the road, which was twice as far away, with a point-and-shoot. I'm not out to try and get better photos than anyone else : ) As always, there is so much competition among photographers. I was also not out there all day, like various people always are, and often day after day after day.
So, after saying those things, perhaps you can imagine how extremely upset I am to have been told yesterday (when I arrived at the owl) by a couple of friends (both of whom are superb photographers) that my photograph had been taken, along with two other people in it, standing at the edge of a road earlier in February. These friends thought it was hilarious and I sure was teased a lot. As they said, my "goody two-shoes" image was gone. They both know I have very high ethics, including when it comes to photography. This photo was posted on Facebook on a provincial birding page, pointing out how dangerous it is for people to stand by the road. This thread turned into a string of comments about people harassing the owls, etc., etc., etc. Actually, the other two people in the photo are both seen taking photos (when I was told they already had taken thousands). There's me, camera not raised, looking disgusted that an owl had been flushed so that they could take flight images. The reason I was out of my vehicle was that these two people were out of theirs and racing down the road at top speed to get yet more shots. When I was sitting in my car, these photographers blocked my view of the owl, so out I got and caught up with them. To prove that I was not planning on getting out of my car this trip, I was wearing just my thin summer jacket (over fleece) in windchill in the minus 20C's. PS: I rarely allow people (i.e. friends) to photograph me. Not sure what right this man thinks he has, to take my photo and especially to then post it on a very popular Facebook group page. I would like it removed from Facebook, or at the very least, to have myself totally blurred out of the image. When this sort of thing happens, it can totally destroy a person's joy of photography! 127 comments on this man's posting - angry, rude, critical, by people who don't even know me or my ethics!!!
Sorry to rant, but it just upsets me so much that this photo was taken and posted on Facebook. The very last thing I would ever want is to be connected with bad ethics!! Of course, I must be such a bad person to actually stand by the road - ha, you should see all the dozens of people who do exactly the same (without being photgraphed)!
Yesterday, I took maybe 30 photos of the Long-eared Owl, and maybe a couple of dozen of a Short-eared Owl, almost every single one of the latter needing to be deleted, because they were all totally blurry, thanks to taking the photos from inside my car. You can be sure that most of the others went home with yet another memory card containing thousands of photos.
Sorry for the rant, but I am hoping that now I won't be stressing out over it quite as much, every second of the day! Ain't life fun? To the man who took my photo (as far as I know, I have never met him), how about taking a few photos of the crowds of people, especially those who were as close as they could get to the LEO. Or those who stress out the owls day after day after day, often from morning till evening! You might just get even more likes and comments on photos of those repeat "offenders". How about giving it a try? 127 comments on this man's posting - angry, rude, critical, by people who don't even know me or my ethics!!! Note: the photo and all comments were removed from Facebook.
PS: I rarely allow people (i.e. friends) to photograph me. Not sure what right this man thinks he has, to take my photo and especially to then post it on a very popular Facebook group page. I would like it removed from Facebook, or at the very least, to have myself totally blurred out of the image. When this sort of thing happens, it can totally destroy a person's joy of photography! 127 comments on this man's posting - angry, rude, critical, by people who don't even know me or my ethics!!!
Actually, on a more serious note, something that I'm sure most people don't think of. You really need to be careful about taking a photo of someone and then posting it (without signing a consent form). For various security reasons, doing this could actually put someone in danger. For example, a woman (or vice versa) might not want their photo being advertised in this way, not wanting an abusive spouse/partner to know where they go sometimes or what they do. Just something to keep in mind.
Think Alfred Hitchcock! For the Senior Moments group 'Sinister' challenge.
View On Black for more sinister!!
...but don't forget to live in today, because there is yet so much beauty to discover
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I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
George Washington Carver
Mark Water, The New Encyclopedia of Christian Quotations (Alresford, Hampshire: John Hunt Publishers Ltd, 2000), 685.
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DADDY: “Paddy, I think it’s time to stop our walk now, go home and have a cup of tea and some cake. What do you think?”
PADDY: “Oh yes Daddy! That sounds like an excellent idea! All this walking is giving me a grumbly tummy!”
DADDY: “Thinking of grumbly tummies… do you know where Scout and Algie are?”
PADDY: “They were just behind us, Daddy, but they might have stopped to smell some flowers or play hide-and-seek. Would you like me to go and fetch them, Daddy?”
DADDY: “Oh if you would, that would be most helpful. Thank you Paddy!”
PADDY: “Scout! Algie! Where are you? Where are you?” *Looks around but doesn’t see either bear.* “Scout! Algie! It’s time to go home! Daddy is going to make tea and serve cake!”
SCOUT: “Boo Paddy!”
ALGIE: “We are up here, Paddy!” *Giggles.*
PADDY: “Goodness Scout and Algie! You startled me!” *Fans chest with paw.* “What monkey business are you up to up there?”
SCOUT: “Well, it’s funny you should mention monkey business, Paddy. We are visiting my friend!”
PADDY: “You monkey friend, Scout? Who? Chippy didn’t come for a walk with us.”
SCOUT: “This one!” *Taps smiling wooden monkey nailed to a tree trunk.* “He isn’t Chippy, but I think he might be related to Chippy the monkey who lives in the front room at home.”
PADDY: *Looks.* “Hhhmmm… he does look a little like him a little. What is his name?”
ALGIE: “We don’t know, Paddy. He doesn’t talk much.”
SCOUT: “I’m concerned about him, Paddy.”
PADDY: “Why, Scout?”
SCOUT: “Well,” *Looks at wooden monkey, then looks back at Paddy and whispers.* “He’s awfully thin, Paddy.”
ALGIE: “Thin, Scout!” *Loudly.* “He’s positively skinny!”
SCOUT: “Ssshhh Algie!” *Puts paw to mouth. Whispers.* “You might upset him.” *Looks in concern at monkey.*
ALGIE: *Quietly.* “I invited him to come home with us and have something to eat, even though we don’t know his name, but he doesn’t seem that interested.”
PADDY: *Considers* “Well he seems happy enough to me. Maybe he wants to stay here. After all this tree is his home, and he may be too shy to speak to you Scout. You were shy once too. Remember?”
ALGIE: “You were shy once, Scout?”
PADDY: “He was, and he would barely ever say anything.”
SCOUT: “But that didn’t last long.”
PADDY: “Indeed it didn’t, Scout.”
ALGIE: “Thank goodness! I can’t imagine you being quiet, Scout!”
SCOUT: “Oh, nor can I, Algie, not now!”
PADDY: “Come on you two, Daddy wants to go home and have tea and cake. Say goodbye to your monkey friend.”
ALGIE: “Goodbye little monkey. It was lovely to meet you, even if you are rather quiet.”
SCOUT: “Goodbye little friend. We’ll see you again when we next come walking this way.” *Kisses monkey and then looks down.* “Um Paddy?”
PADDY: “Yes Scout?”
SCOUT: “How do we get down, Paddy?”
ALGIE: “We are stuck, Paddy!”
PADDY: “Oh no! I’ll go and fetch Daddy!”
SCOUT and ALGIE: “Thank you Paddy!”
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Algie is made by the same friend in England who made Jago, Daisy-Maud, Orson and Danny Boy. He is made of sparse English mohair, has paws of ultra suede and eyes of glass. A very adventurous little boy, he loves to climb and sit on top of gates, edges of tables and chairs. He adore climbing trees and will cheekily sit there with crossed legs. He's very friendly and he loves adventures of any kind.
I love stumbling across people who match their surroundings. Wish I remembered what the statue is, but I all know is that it is one of the gardens in Paris.