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Cleo was enjoying a peaceful time in the garden until the neighbour's dogs appeared at the fence. She is slightly hard of hearing now but she still hears barking dogs and I wondered why this look on her face didn't silence the noisy neighbours immediately. As they had several painful encounters with Cleo they would stop barking and disappear as soon as she approaches the fence, though.

Though 'Common' is part of its name, that doesn't mean that this dragonfly isn't beautiful and full of amazing details and color.

 

This one is clinging to the seeds of our Yellow Loosestrife plant and is posing perfectly for me :)

 

Best seen when enlarged...

7DWF Saturday: Landscape

though you wouldn't say, and at first sight I was disappointed, but behind this old wall is the most wonderful possado you can imagine.

Possado San Millan is run by Pillar and this treasure is in her family since 1100 (!!!).

You enter this possado through a incredible huge wooden door, just left behind the green.

 

On the plaque on the facade it says that this house is called Casa Dios Gil D Gibaja. It is the oldest building in San Millán and only left over Roman architecture in Sepúlveda.

We stayed in this incredible wonderful possado for 2 days.

It is an oasis.

 

In my album Hiking in Spain you can find 2 interior images of Possado San Millan

 

with a texture of Kerstin Frank

...though the Swedish team surprises the world : )

 

P.S. Sweden meat England the 7th of July (Quarter final in WC)..... and my neighbour are English : ))

  

Moment at home, Lionheart Zira.

Closest landmark:

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Lionheart/104/104/22

 

Even though I'm facing my 73rd Birthday next week, I believe Photography still brings out the child in me sometimes, especially when I get around the corner of a new to me location and I'm hit with such beauty as this that I came across today. I call them Serendipity moments and they are absolute treasures.

 

Though I have tried to capture the scene as I saw it, in all its wonderful colours and textures, the camera will never match the wonder of the human eye.

I could not resist posting one more photo of a Female Goldfinch gathering fluff for her nest. The females are still hard at work even though it seems they have been doing it for weeks. They really must be creating the deluxe version of their nests this year :)

Though Machu Picchu estate belonged to Pachacutec, religious specialists and temporary specialized workers (mayocs) lived there as well, most likely for the ruler's well-being and enjoyment. During the harsher season, staff dropped down to around a hundred servants and a few religious specialists focused on maintenance alone.

Though to be honest, this garden center goes for the whimsical look all year round. They sell flowers, antiques and baked goods, eclectic to the core! And you wouldn't regret taking a box of blueberry muffins home along with your hanging basket!

Even though Lake Meyer was almost completely covered in ice yet today, this charming bufflehead couple found a little sliver of open water to rest on as they move north to Minnesota or Canada for the summer.

Though this old train station is no more of transport, it was said that back in the day people who got off the train were miners, visitors or other forms of business men. People have said their were many old saloons and inns where people stayed until their stay was over. Now this area is an old memory of history that throughout time has modernized or has become no more

Though the forest is dark and deep making most shots without a tripod unrealistic, infra red makes it come alive. Like magic. We are looking here at a scene illuminated by the non-visible light spectrum above 750 nms. The normal range of vision is between 380 and 700 nms, and in this case the forest is very dark later in the afternoon. But the air is alive with infra red and illuminating the tree ferns with a transcendental glow. This is where infra red photography thrives.

 

carry it with us, or we find it not :-)

Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Art"

 

HPPS!! Integrity Matters!

 

salvia, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina

Though my body and my heart wither away, God will forever be the rock of my heart and my portion. psalm 73,26

This has obviously been a ruin for some time, considering the size of the trees growing in it. Great location though, right by the Hudson. Plenty of fireplaces.

Pelicans are a genus of large water birds that make up the family Pelecanidae. They are characterised by a long beak and a large throat pouch used for catching prey and draining water from the scooped-up contents before swallowing. They have predominantly pale plumage, the exceptions being the brown and Peruvian pelicans. The bills, pouches, and bare facial skin of all species become brightly coloured before the breeding season. The eight living pelican species have a patchy global distribution, ranging latitudinally from the tropics to the temperate zone, though they are absent from interior South America and from polar regions and the open ocean. Pelicans frequent inland and coastal waters, where they feed principally on fish, catching them at or near the water surface. They are gregarious birds, travelling in flocks, hunting cooperatively, and breeding colonially. Four white-plumaged species tend to nest on the ground, and four brown or grey-plumaged species nest mainly in trees. The relationship between pelicans and people has often been contentious. The birds have been persecuted because of their perceived competition with commercial and recreational fishing. Their populations have fallen through habitat destruction, disturbance, and environmental pollution, and three species are of conservation concern. They also have a long history of cultural significance in mythology, and in Christian and heraldic iconography. 61272

Though it had been raining in the early morning, and was still overcast, it was uncannily warm with not a breath of breeze.

 

The chicks must have been extra hungry for this feeding, for it's the only one where I caught extra effort to grab mom's attention to be fed first. They are now covered in pin feathers. (Anna's Hummingbird, Tsehum Harbour).

 

Please don't use this image on websites, blogs, etc. without my permission.

Even though this was taken a long way off and the tone and light quality is not too good I quite like the result which looks like I have used an effect on it ...... I watched this family of Canada Geese for quite a while and until mother and the six gosling's were all settled down for the night dad stood watch over them as the caring father he was - once he was quite happy all around was safe he then rested himself.

Even though it's been gray and rainy here, the temps have been in the mid 50's.... our koi were out of their tunnels and on the top of the pond where we could see them... very strange... and now tonight they are saying it's going down into the 20's!!!

 

The string across the top is to keep egrets or heron from having a free meal...

Though I play at the edges of knowing,

truly I know

our part is not knowing,

but looking, and touching, and loving.

― Mary Oliver

 

The Indian pangolin, thick-tailed pangolin, or scaly anteater (Manis crassicaudata) is a pangolin found on the Indian subcontinent. It is not common anywhere in its range. Like other pangolins, it has large, overlapping scales on its body which act as armour. It can also curl itself into a ball as self-defence against predators such as the tiger. The colour of its scales varies depending on the colour of the earth in its surroundings.

 

It is an insectivore, feeding on ants and termites, digging them out of mounds and logs using its long claws, which are as long as its fore limbs. It is nocturnal and rests in deep burrows during the day.

 

The Indian pangolin is threatened by hunting for its meat and for various body parts used in traditional medicine.

 

The Indian pangolin is a solitary, shy, slow-moving, nocturnal mammal. It is about 84–122 centimetres (33–48 in) long from head to tail, the tail usually being 33–47 cm long, and weighs 10–16 kg. Females are generally smaller than the males and have one pair of mammae. The pangolin possesses a cone-shaped head with small, dark eyes, and a long muzzle with a nose pad similar in color, or darker than, its pinkish-brown skin. It has powerful limbs, tipped with sharp, clawed digits. It is an almost exclusive insectivore and principally subsists on ants and termites, which it catches with a specially adapted long, sticky tongue.The pangolin has no teeth, but has strong stomach muscles to aid in digestion. The most noticeable characteristic of the pangolin is its massive, scaled armour, which covers its upper face and its whole body with the exception of the belly and the inside of the legs. These protective scales are rigid and made of keratin. It has 160–200 scales in total, about 40–46% of which are located on the tail. Scales can be 6.5–7 cm long, 8.5 cm wide, and weigh 7–10 grams. The skin and scales make up about one-fourth to one-third of the total body mass of this species.

 

The Indian pangolin has been recorded from various forest types, including Sri Lankan rainforest and plains to middle hill levels. The animal can be found in grasslands and secondary forests, and is well adapted to desert regions as it is believed to have a tolerance to dry areas, but prefers more barren, hilly regions. This pangolin species may also sometimes reach high elevations, and has been sighted in Sri Lanka at 1100 meters and in the Nilgiri mountains in India at 2300 meters. It prefers soft and semi-sandy soil conditions suitable for digging burrows.

 

Pangolin burrows fall into one of two categories: feeding and living burrows. Feeding burrows are smaller than living burrows (though their sizes vary depending on the abundance of prey) and are created more frequently during the spring, when there is a greater availability of prey. Living burrows are wider, deeper, and more circular, and are occupied for a longer time than feeding burrows, as they are mainly used to sleep and rest during the day. After a few months, the pangolin abandons the burrow and digs a new one close to a food source. However, it is not uncommon for the pangolin to shift back to an old burrow.

 

Unlike its African counterpart, the Indian pangolin does not climb trees, but it does value the presence of trees, herbs, and shrubs in its habitat because it is easier to dig burrows around them. Features that promote an abundance of ants and termites (grasses, bare grounds, bases of trees, shrubs, roots, leaf litter, fallen logs and elephant feces) are often present in pangolin habitats.

 

Few details are known about the breeding behaviour of the Indian pangolin. During the animal's mating period, females and males may share the same burrow and show some diurnal activities. Males have testes in a fold of the skin located in their groin areas. The female's embryo develops in one of the uterine horns. The gestation period lasts 65–70 days; the placenta is diffuse and not deciduate. Usually, a single young is born, but twins have been reported in this species. The young weigh 235–400 g at birth and measure roughly 30 cm. The newborn animals have open eyes, and soft scales with protruding hairs between them. The mother pangolin carries her young on her tail. When the mother and young are disturbed, the young pangolin is held against its mother's belly and protected by the mother's tail.

 

Though not as flashy as her male counter part, I have always thought the female Cardinal to be a magnificently gorgeous lady.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.

  

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Though many consider Red Valerian (Centranthus ruber) a nuisance, or even a weed, I deliberately planted it in my garden for the pollinators. It’s very popular with hoverflies but it is particularly attractive to Humming Bird Hawk Moths when they come over to the Uk from other parts of Europe. Night flying moths also love it !

A Common stork often seen in fields, grasslands and in dry lakebeds and easily identified by its black body and white neck. They are resident birds in the country and can be seen throughout the year.

 

The colors of the bird are quite interesting and the wings and head feathers are iridescent. They are pretty tall around 80-90 cms and taller compared to the other herons / storks we have here. The birds are seen in small groups, though they forage alone like this one.

 

We sighted this in a grassland and the rains made the landscape very beautiful. These large storks were hunting for insects in the semi wet ground and seemed quite successful in getting a good meal.

 

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One of my favorite residential buildings in San Francisco, though I'm a bit conflicted with the photo. I hate all the telephone and internet cabling in the upper part of the frame, and there wasn't room to frame the shot without including the more modern cars at left of frame. Ah, well...maybe this one will grow on me.

(though the hooooot days have come again in Tokyo!)

 

Even though this fascinating geological formation is named for it's color, orange, I liked the way the textures and definition stood out in b/w.

 

Some pics of Mammoth Hot Spring's Orange Spring Mound in comments.

 

Thanks for taking a look!

Though we don't have live music at Miktopia anymore, one of my all-time favorites on Second Life is FrankLee Anatra. I'm trying to get out and see more live music at different venues. Even better that he was at After Dark tonight -- I haven't been there in a few years. The owner Meegan is awesome and the venue is great.

 

An amazing show tonight by FrankLee. He even gave us some Fins! I definitely want to start taking photos at venues again, too.

 

SLurl for After Dark: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Idle%20Rogue/25/217/23

When I saw this iPhone advertising hoarding at an underground station last summer and then glanced inside the open doors of the train that was just getting ready to depart I thought to myself - "This is just too easy...". That didn't stop me from taking the shot though! 😄

Nomad seems to have lost the helicopter when he made his way into the sewer system that was below a nearby overpass. It’s time to go. A lead has led him to another city anyway. It’s been a little over a year since he’s seen her, since they took her, since they got away with it. “I’ve got to follow the clues, expose them,” he mumbles.

  

He tilts his head downward and to the left, looking behind him without turning his head. He counts six on the left, 3 on the right. They’re closing in. Not to cause a scene he starts to ditch in and out of the alleyways. Making his escape slowly and quietly. He notices after some slick maneuvering that he only sees about 3 people in viewing range, though others could be around still. I’m sure they have an communications system in their ear, they all do.

  

Nomad walks in through the front of a burger-joint and walks out the back door. Two men in the back of the restaurant approach him, one with a gun. He quickly with two quick hand movements removes the weapon from the man on the right and pistol whips the man on the left with it knocking him out. Still holding the hand of the man on the right he pulls him into him as he kicks the man’s shin breaking a bone and sending him to the ground. Another swift kick to the head and both men are unconscious. Nomad walks off briskly looking from side to side. He places the gun in the back of pants expecting the elastic to keep it from falling.

  

He walks down a backstreet on the side of a pizzeria. Out from behind the building come an agent. Taller than Nomad, more muscular than him as well. He takes a swing at Nomad, Nomad is too quick for him as he bobs and weaves away from his opponent. One swing, one flush connect from Nomad’s left uppercut and the big man goes down, hitting his head on the concrete steps behind him. Blood starts to ooze out the back of the man’s head. “Ha I’m one punch man,” Nomad jokes as he takes off slipping into the night. He doesn’t get captured; he escapes easily.

  

Nomad starts his journey to the next city. “That was close. Need to end this!”

  

Nomad Chapter 7: That Was Close

I spent about 3 hours standing in the rain yesterday waiting for the thunderstorms to pass over. The first one came and went without any joy but as the second came though I heard a few rumbles then the rain came in pouring down over Loch Lomond. I would like to say this is one image but sadly trying to catch lightning during the day from previous experience is tricky so instead I filmed it on high res video until I had a strike. Then took some stills and blended the lightning into the shot from the video so I had a higher quality image.

A very cloudy night. We had to go out though.

Though it's five years ago, I still remember seeing this in my viewfinder and, with that fencing, was wondering whether it would look as good in Flickr as it did at that moment. Golden-crowned sparrows are year-round residents on Mt. Diablo, but it's like getting a two-fer considering how very yellow the gold crown is in breeding season, and how much it looks like a Rufous-crowned sparrow the rest of the year. Both are residents, and I've confused them many times.

 

The golden-crowned sparrow (Zonotrichia atricapilla) is a large New World sparrow found in the western part of North America. The golden-crowned sparrow is one of five species in the genus Zonotrichia, a group of large American sparrows. It has no subspecies. It is a sister species with, and very closely related to, the white-crowned sparrow (also a resident on the mountain and throughout the area; studies of mitochondrial DNA show the two evolved into separate species very recently in geologic time.

No definition tonight though I was tempted to add one to this shot. Perhaps I will do another "defined" version at a later date :-)

 

This is a Lancewood (NZ native) tree that grows in our garden, it has a long slender trunk and tuft of leaves at the top. It's probably about 3 -4 metres tall ( I am hopeless at estimating heights). The juvenile form is quite different from this, you would hardly tell it was the same plant.

 

I am going to be away for the next couple of days so I will wish you all a wonderful weekend now.

Though these birds are daily visitors to the backyard and are often seen in pairs, I had never got a good shot of both in the same frame. So I was lucky when I saw this pair together on the stub of a dead coconut tree. Dead trees do attract a lot of birds and give great opportunities for us to get good shots of them. In this shot one can clearly see the difference in the crown and crest of the male and female. The bird on the right is the male and has a red crown and crest. The female on the left has a black forecrown spotted with white, with red only on the rear crest.

Even though I'm/we're in quarantine, I can still see the season change to Spring and the Bluebirds which are in themselves, a ray of hope. Praying that we all get through this and hoping you all stay healthy and safe. God bless.

Though there are still some colored leaves on the trees, many of them are already fell off... The winter season has come to Tokyo.

Though nothing, will keep us together

We could steal time, just for one day

We can be heroes, forever and ever

What'd you say?

 

I, I wish you could swim

Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim

Though nothing, nothing will keep us together

We can beat them, forever and ever

Oh, we can be heroes, just for one day

 

Read more: David Bowie - Heroes Lyrics | MetroLyrics

 

in memory of David Bowie

Though not nearly as nice as the scenery out in Yellowstone Park, Winneshiek County's coldwater streams offer comparable trout fishing. Coldwater creek contains wild brown and brook trout in addition to stocked rainbows. I had the stream all to myself tonight as most anglers have hung up their fishing rods for the year.

Though I was over the top thrilled to finally see and photograph three different badgers in one day during our visit to Badlands National Park, the local Prairie Dog population was less enthusiastic...lots of warning calls and disappearing into their burrows.

Several months ago, I posted a shot of another badger chowing down on a PD after successfully excavating it from its burrow. This guy/gal was less successful and gave me a good workout trying to keep up as it scurried across the dog town looking for a meal.

Even though it was a little bit late for larches in full season we managed to get away with this image i'm really proud of....next year we'll be there in November, hopefully...

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