A rescued bald eagle, Haliaeetus leucocephalus leucocephalus, who is unable to fly and hunt, now living at the San Diego Zoo Safari Park. Conservation status: least concern

Red Admiral - Vanessa Atalanta

The Red Admiral is a frequent visitor to gardens throughout the British Isles and one of our most well-known butterflies. This butterfly is unmistakable, with the velvety black wings intersected by striking red bands.

This butterfly is primarily a migrant to our shores, although sightings of individuals and immature stages in the first few months of the year, especially in the south of England, mean that this butterfly is now considered resident. This resident population is considered to only be a small fraction of the population seen in the British Isles, which gets topped up every year with migrants arriving in May and June that originate in central Europe. Unfortunately, most individuals are unable to survive our winter, especially in the cooler regions of the British Isles.

The number of adults seen in any one year is therefore dependent on the number of migrants reaching the British Isles and numbers fluctuate as a result. In some years this butterfly can be widespread and common, in others rather local and scarce. This is a widespread species and can be found anywhere in the British Isles, including Orkney and Shetland.

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Turtles are unable to regulate their body temperatures independently, so they are completely dependent on the temperature of their environment. For this reason, they need to sunbathe frequently to warm themselves and maintain their body temperatures.

The red-eared slider gets its name from the small, red stripe around its ears, or where its ears would be, and from its ability to slide quickly off rocks and logs into the water.

Red-eared sliders are native to the Southern United States and northern Mexico, but have become established in other places because of pet releases, and have become an invasive species in many areas where they outcompete native species.

The carapace of this species can reach more than 40 cm (16 in) in length, but the typical length ranges from 15 to 20 cm (6 to 8 in). The females of the species are usually larger than the males. They typically live between 20 and 30 years.

- Wikipedia

(Nikon, 500 mm, 1/200 @ f/8, ISO 400)

Unable to get all its tail feathers in this shot due to a wooden obstruction in its compound,

(Taken on my Apple iphone, straight from phone cam, no computer enhancement, my Nikon D50 is broken. Location is Artesian Road in Rancho Santa fe; Highest position on explore was #2; this photo was also picked up by the front page of yahoo news which resulted in the 80,000 views)

We saw these horses standing here right in the middle of all the smoke and fires smoldering and the aftermath of the main fire that ran through here. I almost couldn't believe that about 25 horses were standing here and their fences had all melted or burned away.

Their owners had escaped but they were unable to evacuate the horses. The horse evacuation area at the Del Mar race track was already full with 1800+ horses, so they just left them in this large open space area which was the safest thing for the horses.

A neighbor had called the horse ranch owner Debbie, and told her that the worst of the fires had already passed, so they returned and I offered to help round up their horses.

It was extremely smokey, hot, windy. I could feel the radiant heat from glowing embers everywhere, there were flames all around and lots of smoke. All the surrounding hillsides had flames advancing. I am not much of a horse person but I figured I could handle it so i started grabbing the horses by the bridle, one or two at a time and leading them back to the safety of the barn, soon I got ahold of some lead ropes to clip to the horses which helped.

I was worried the the horses might freak because of all the surrounding flames and glowing embers but they seemed follow my lead ok. I wanted so bad to get better photos but I also wanted to help these people and horses so I had to make do with the situation.

After we got all the horses to the safety of the barn, we picked up shovels and started shoveling dirt on all the various burning flames and embers flying all around towards the barn. I didn't know these people or barely what I was doing but they were thankful for the extra help, so I kept working as long as I could.

It was just two ladies there to safeguard about 40 horses, they wanted one of us to stay but we couldn't. Getting in and out of this area was so difficult. The smoke was so thick I could barely breathe or see.

I told the ladies I would come back and I asked them what they needed, they said water and buckets to give water to the horses, (their water was not flowing). I was afraid the cops would not let me return to the area if I left, then I found a working hose and many buckets at a neighbors ranch. So I filled a bunch of buckets with water, put them in my jeep and returned back to the horses and ladies. They said I was like an angel and thanked me for the help.

There were a number of cops around questioning my movements but I had to just confidently act my part, like I belonged there, if I was to get through and continue to help these horses and ladies. At one point I asked why there were so many cops suddenly out on the street and he said to protect homes from the looters who were out doing their thing.

The neighbor from where I borrowed the water and buckets was also frantic and asking for help. One of her hoses had sprung a major leak and she asked if I could do something about that. I said I had duct tape in my jeep that could probably fix it. So with my flashlight I searched for and found the duct tape and I wrapped it in tight layers across the hose.

Some cops came down the long driveway and were announcing that we had to leave because of the mandatory evacuation. The lady told me they could go to hell because her life was tied up in this multi-million $$ home / horse ranch property, she had just acquired the whole thing in her recent divorce, and there was no way she was going to leave. So she asked me to drive down the hill to avoid the cops and to check on a major finger of the fire advancing up the hill in her direction.

When we got down the hill we could see huge flames and widespread fire working its way up the canyon. There were people there with hoses fighting the fire back from their home also. They wanted to know if there were more threatening flames on the other side of the hill where we had come from. I told them that the worst of it was right where they were.

All I can say is that this was the most intense part of this entire firestorm for me, helping to save these horses and the ranches. I was especially glad I could do something worthwhile to help, rather than just look around and take photos.

This photo was picked up by Yahoo News, so the views are skyrocketing. Also it is moving up

in Explore. It's from my iphone cam and I'm thrilled because this is the proof I was looking for to help people understand (including me) it is the photographer, not the camera that counts.

Great Crested Grebe - Podiceps Cristatus

The great crested grebe has an elaborate mating display. Like all grebes, it nests on the water's edge, since its legs are set relatively far back and it is thus unable to walk very well. Usually two eggs are laid, and the fluffy, striped young grebes are often carried on the adult's back. In a clutch of two or more hatchlings, male and female grebes will each identify their 'favourites', which they alone will care for and teach

Unusually, young grebes are capable of swimming and diving almost at hatching. The adults teach these skills to their young by carrying them on their back and diving, leaving the chicks to float on the surface; they then re-emerge a few feet away so that the chicks may swim back onto them.

The great crested grebe feeds mainly on fish, but also small crustaceans, insects small frogs and newts.

This species was hunted almost to extinction in the United Kingdom in the 19th century for its head plumes, which were used to decorate hats and ladies' undergarments. The Royal Society for the Protection of Birds was set up to help protect this species, which is again a common sight.

The great crested grebe and its behaviour was the subject of one of the landmark publications in avian ethology: Julian Huxley's 1914 paper on The Courtship‐habits of the Great Crested Grebe (Podiceps cristatus).

Population:

UK breeding:

4,600 pairs

UK wintering:

19,000 individuals

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I will forever champion the bullied and those unable to stand up for themselves, so when I stumbled into Color the World Orange , I was all in. This beautiful build is a place created to raise awareness about the United Nations' Orange the World campaign which seeks to end gender-based violence. #orangetheworld

To make it even better, this gorgeous statue of Lady Carmagnolle by Bryn Oh is used as a centerpiece to this lovely and important place. To read more about Color the World Orange and some of the Art there please follow this link to my blog.

Unable to be on the hills on a wonderful crisp clear day - compensation was watching the lovely sunset.

This owl swooped down for prey in the creek. Unfortunately, I was unable to get a clear image of his departure to ID the prey.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

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It's been months now since the last time I saw another living soul, I still don't know where they all went, or what happened to them, but I've now grown to accept that I really am alone here. Did I step into some sort of portal that day in the staircase? Did I glitch out of the world everyone else is living in? Am I in what remains of another universe, or am I in the same world but for some reason unable to interact or even see any of the people living in it? Why do I keep finding evidence of people coming and going, objects moved, places disturbed, but never see the people themselves? Am I living here with spirits, or have I just completely lost my mind?

Or, am I really not alone here?

Taken at Quoted Memories.

A light was requested for these islands by Sir John Clayton in the late 17th century and by Captain J Blackett in 1755. Unfortunately both were rejected as the Elder Brethren of Trinity House were unable to obtain the consent of the affected parties to pay a toll for the maintenance of the light. However, in 1826 it was found essential to construct a lighthouse in the Farne Group on the Longstone Rock.

The lighthouse—designed and built by Joseph Nelson—is a red and white circular tower built of rough stone with iron railings around the lantern gallery. The light originally came from the Argand lamps with 12 burners, parabolic reflectors 21 inches in diameter and nine inches deep and a catadioptric optical apparatus.

The island was a bleak situation to endure and the isolation must have been terrible, often storms were so bad as to drive the family into the upper rooms of the tower to seek refuge, the waves being so enormous that they covered the living quarters.

Longstone Lighthouse is most famous as the scene of the Forfarshire wreck and the exploits of Grace Darling, a daughter of the keeper in charge. In September 1838 the steamer Forfarshire, bound from Hull to Dundee, went aground on Hawkers Rocks, about a mile from the Lighthouse, when 43 people were drowned; the stern portion of the vessel being split off and carried away in the storm. The forepart, to which clung the survivors, remained fast on the rocks. At daybreak William Darling, the keeper, and the fishermen ashore saw the wreck, but the waves were beating against the rocks so much that the fishermen thought it impossible to attempt a rescue and even Darling hesitated. He was finally persuaded to make the attempt by his daughter, with her as the second hand in the small lighthouse boat. On reaching the wreck after a terrific struggle they brought back four men and one woman in their frail open boat and later a further four survivors; all 9 had to be accommodated and fed at the lighthouse for two days until the storm abated and they could be taken to the mainland. This gallant action made Grace Darling and her father famous.

This cormorant killed a pike

BUT the fish was so big that he was unable to take it out of water to eat it , so he deciced to dive and to eat it underwater !!

Ce cormoran a tué un brochet

MAIS le poisson était si gros qu'il était incapable de le sortir de l'eau pour le manger, alors il a décidé de plonger et de le manger sous l'eau !!

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I love anemones. Thats why we tried to plant some in our garden two times already. In both years not a single semen has grown up to the blooming. One year later, last year, suddenly this one here emerged. But I was unable to make a photo of it. I was delighted even more, when it came back this year, still the only one of her kind. During the last week I visited her every day to see, if she is ready. Yesterday the day was come.

Ich liebe Anemonen. Aus diesem Grund haben wir schon zweimal versucht, welche bei uns im Garten anzupflanzen. In beiden Jahren ist kein einziger Samen bis zur Blüte herangewachsen. Erst ein Jahr später, letztes Jahr, tauchte dann plötzlich diese eine hier auf. Doch es ist mir nicht gelungen ein Foto zu machen. Um so mehr hab ich mich gefreut, dass sie dieses Jahr wieder aufgetaucht ist, noch immer die Einzige Ihrer Art. In der letzten Woche hab ich Sie jeden Tag besucht um zu sehen, ob sie bereit ist. Gestern war es dann soweit.

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Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

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An isolated iron lighthouse shining out to sea at night as it sits on a rocky stone island being battered by huge ocean waves, smoky orange clouds sci-fi - by Adobe Express

This is again a photograph, where I am unable to choose between two versions. This photo is also existing in upright format. Sometimes its like that, that minimal changes in the creation of photos are effecting enormous changes in the their impression. These are the moments when I have to force a problem, because I don't have to decide for but mostly against one of these versions. Even after asking my family, who have to report here then (I’m joking), I'm not always able to. But in the end I would call that luxury problems.

Dies ist wieder einmal ein Bild, bei dem ich nicht zwischen zwei Versionen entscheiden kann. Das Bild gibt es bereits in einer Version im Hochformat. Manchmal ist es so, dass minimale Veränderungen bei der Gestaltung der Bilder die Wirkung drastisch verändern. Das sind dann die Momente, die mich vor ein Problem stellen, denn ich muss mich nicht für die einen, sondern meist gegen die andere der Versionen entscheiden. Trotz der Befragung meiner Familie, die dann immer hier antreten muss (ich mach nur Spaß) gelingt mir das nicht immer. Ich würde das allerdings als Luxusproblem bezeichnen.

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Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality"- Emily Dickinson

Thank-you to all who take the time to view and comment on my photos it is greatly appreciated!

Stay safe and well my Flickr friends. <3

Unable to upload photos lately so this is just a test....

Was unable to do spring cleanup or planting this year. Couldn't even find anyone to hire. Therefore, we have nothing but weeds. I did my best early one morning to enjoy it anyways.

SOOC .. sometimes its all it needs .

unable to shove off on Heredity :-)

Charles Wayland Towne, The Altogether New Foolish Dictionary, by Gideon Wurdz, 1914

rose, little theater rose garden, raleigh, north carolina

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality.

~Emily Dickinson

Still being unable to get out I am continuing to delve into my archive. This time though I only go back a couple of years to a visit to the local reserve at St Aidans. Alas the photo was taken through some reeds which are just visible in the image.

The subjects are a pair of little humbugs seen hitching a ride on a parents back. After the chicks have hatched black-necked grebes will desert the nest and the chicks live on the parents backs for about 4 days. After about 10 days the parents will split the chicks up with each parent taking care of half of the brood. They are independent after another 10 days and fledge in about 3 weeks.

The latest news from the reserve is that 18 were spotted on 30th March. Fingers crossed we will be treated to a repeat of such sights in the near future.

Unable to find any details about it, It was photographed in Cottingham in East Yorkshire ..

Unable to disregard your unending curiousity, you delve into the court wizard's archives to find your answers and hopefully ease your suspicions. Searching the numerous stacks of books, you find nothing but esoteric incantations or texts in languages that're beyond your comprehension. Nearing the end of your patience, you find a small black book tucked away inbetween some of the other tomes. Once you opened it, you go wide eyed and stare in disbelief; your feelings finally justified, much to your dismay.

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Un detalle para mi amigo tonialon

Por estar siempre ahí, por esas largas conversaciones telefónicas, por esos ánimos,

por esa sabiduría y por ser tan buena gente,,,,,,,

,,,,,,No hay forma de encontrar ni una sola certeza absoluta. Ningún argumento irrefutable que nos ayude a dar respuestas a las preguntas de la humanidad, la filosofía por lo tanto ha muerto, porque de lo que no se puede hablar, mucho mejor es callarse.

El hombre, al ser incapaz de adecuar mente y materia, tiende a conferir cierta entidad a las ideas porque no soporta que lo puramente abstracto solo ocurra en nuestro cerebro.

¡¡ Como he oido tantas veces ( La belleza y la armonía de una flor, de un copo de nieve o de una mariposa que agita sus alas y causa un huracán al otro lado del mundo!! ) Llevan hablando décadas de esa mariposa y de esa armonía, pero ¿quién ha sido capaz de predecir un sólo huracán ?, NADIE .

¿Donde está esa belleza y esa armonía en el cáncer por ejemplo,que hace que una célula decida transformarse en una metástasis y destroza el resto de células de un cuerpo sano ? Algien lo sabe ?, NO ,

Preferimos pensar en flores, copos de nieve o en mariposas que en el dolor. Por qué,,,? Porque necesitamos creer que la vida tiene sentido, que todo se rige por la lógica , no por el mero azar.

Si escribimos 2,4,6, nos sentimos bien, porque sabemos que después vendrá el 8, podemos preverlo, no estamos en manos del destino en ese momento.

Por desgracia, y sin embargo, esto no tiene nada que ver con la verdad, no les parece,,,?

Esto es solo miedo.

Triste, pero es lo que hay,,,,,,

El texto es una reflexión

,,,,,,There is no way to find a single absolute certainty. No irrefutable argument that helps us to give answers to the questions of humanity, philosophy is therefore dead, because what cannot be talked about, it is much better to remain silent.

Man, being unable to match mind and matter, tends to confer a certain entity to ideas because he cannot bear that the purely abstract only occurs in our brain.

As I have heard so many times (The beauty and harmony of a flower, a snowflake or a butterfly that flaps its wings and causes a hurricane on the other side of the world!!) They have been talking about that butterfly for decades and about that harmony, but who has been able to predict a single hurricane? NOBODY.

Where is that beauty and that harmony in cancer, for example, that makes a cell decide to become a metastasis and destroys the rest of the cells of a healthy body? Does anyone know?, NO,

We prefer to think of flowers, snowflakes or butterflies than of pain. Why? Because we need to believe that life has meaning, that everything is governed by logic, not by mere chance.

If we write 2,4,6, we feel good, because we know that 8 will come later, we can foresee it, we are not in the hands of fate at that moment.

Unfortunately, however, this has nothing to do with the truth, do you think?

This is just fear.

Sad, but it is what it is,,,,,,

The text is a reflection

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

the hills find new forms

unable to turn back time

an outstretch of wings

comments off for now (but not forever)

with my thanks for the quiet company :-)

forgive me for deleting group comment codes...

they're not my thing.. tho I do appreciate the visit!

Unable to travel far, I am grateful for the regular visitors to our yard.

This is an emotional image for me any time I see it but right now with all that is going on I find myself more emotional than ever. This beautiful Canada goose frantically flew over me several times going back and forth. It appears to have lost it's mate. It was squawking in a frantic manner until it flew out of my sight then I would hear it coming back over me doing the same thing time and time again. Geese possess a veritably human capacity for grief. Their feelings and emotions are far less different from us than you assume. Quite literally, humans, a dog, and a goose hang their heads, lose their appetites, and become indifferent to all stimuli emanating from the environment. For grief-striken human beings, as well as for geese, one effect is that they become outstandingly vulnerable to accidents; they tend to fly into high-tension cables or fall prey to predators because of their reduced alertness.

There have been reports of pair bonds that are so strong that if one goose is shot down by a hunter, the partner will circle back. Drawn by its need to stay with its lifelong companion, the single goose will often ignore the sound of shooting and return to die with its mate.

In The Pig Who Sang To The Moon, Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson writes about a goose who had a broken wing. During the fall migration, as other geese flew south, her gander accompanied her by air and by foot. She was going to walk south since she was unable to fly. He would not leave her, so after flying for a few hundred yards, he would stop and wait for her to catch up. He would call to her with his wildest, most piercing cry, urging her to spread her wings and fly with him to their distant home. He accompanied her until she was killed by carrion eagles and he had to continue his journey alone.

Widowed geese have been observed circling around and around, crying in heartrending sorrowful tones when their partners die or are shot by hunters. The remaining goose may mourn for a period of time and then mate again. Or they may mourn for the rest of their lives and never seek another mate. Just as with people, it varies with individual geese.....Choo Choo Rosenbloom

So I stood in the field with this knowledge and wept as she or he kept flying over me and frantically calling for their mate. It's an incredibly sad thing to witness.

Everyone please be safe. Thinking of you all.

Sunrise - Forillon National Park

Yesterday hiked 8 km along the along cliffs in the forest and by the sea, found the place for sunrise, woke up at 4:20am, arrived to the cliffs area before sunrise, no people around, just two seals swimming back and forth... beautiful light arising behind the sea...

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Unfortunately this photo is unable to even show a small piece of the view I had here by myself. In a cold winter night I was on my way to a photo location. The forest floor was completely covered with small ice crystals and everytime the light of my headlamp was moving over them they were sparkling like millions of diamonds. That view was so stunningly beautiful that I had to intercept my tour for a while to capture, at least for me, this special moment.

Dieses Foto ist leider nicht einmal ansatzweise in der Lage, den Anblick wiederzugeben, den ich selbst hatte. In einer kalten Winternacht war ich auf dem Weg zu einem Fotospot. Der ganze Waldboden war von kleinen Eiskristallen bedeckt und jedesmal, wenn das Licht meiner Stirnlampe darüber strich funkelten diese wie millionen Diamanten. Der Anblick war so umwerfend schön, dass ich meine Tour für eine Weile unterbrechen musste um, wenigsten für mich, etwas von diesem besonderen Moment einzufangen.

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-Unable to stop himself, he followed the beauty who motioned him to follow her down the side of the club. Her curves bathed in the neon light as she moved along the wall. The only sounds were the thumping bass from the other side. She kept peaking back to make sure he was there, giving a sweet smile when their eyes would meet. "Who is she?" crept across his mind as she turned finally reaching the end.-

HarvestMuse

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~Image by HarvestMuse

Unable to travel up North this Spring due to Covid-19 so here is an image from my last trip to the Yorkshire Dales.

These lovely little waders will often sit on the drystone walls in the evenings but normally fly off when you point a lens at them.

They nest in the damp meadows on the moorland and use the walls as lookout posts.

i was lucky with this one as it remained on the wall long enough to get a few close shots from my car.

I was unable to identify this plant, but two commenters (see below) have done so for me. It's an evening primrose (Oenothera speciosa).

The plant was growing wild, with the flowers, which were about 2 in/5 cm across, fairly close to the ground. Thanks for looking! Isn't God a great artist?

I am still unable to count all of the cardinals during the bird show. The Cardinals have had a stellar year for sure.

Much to my surprise, yet another brood of cardinals fledged in my front yard yesterday. I don't know how many are in that brood, I briefly saw one and I heard others.

After seeing the one little guy sitting on the ledge outside the front room window, I moved closer to see if I could spot more. Unable to see any, I went outside to look. I could hear multiple little peeps but never saw another one. They are very well hidden by the ground cover in Orchid cove.

Howard (Male cardinal) sure was making a fuss while I was outside so I didn't linger. I certainly don't want to stress my little visitors.

Have a beautiful day and happy snapping.

No sign of the chicks on this evening , but I suspect they weren't far away.

Northern Lapwing - Vanellus Vanellus

Near Lower Barn - Yorkshire Dales

Many thanks as always to all those kind enough to comment and fave my pics, or even stop by for a look. Although I am unable to always respond, your feedback is very much appreciated.

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Because the city is built on rock, they were unable to build a subway system. Instead, they created this magnificent cable car system that unites the entire city that's both fast and efficient.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.

Due to my health condition, I am unable to hold or stabilize a camera for extended periods of time. Additionally, using a tripod has never been enjoyable for me, as it would cause pain when trying to position it correctly and constantly bending over to check the viewfinder. Consequently, I have chosen to explore digital AI artwork as an alternative. I understand that this may not be everyone's cup of tea, as it diverges from traditional photography. However, I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, digital AI artwork fulfills that purpose, at least for the time being.