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Vik, Iceland. Black beach in the "town" of Vik. 300 inhabitants roughly and around 70 km to the next "town".
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Europäischer Ziesel (Spermophilus citellus) - European ground squirrel
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Europäischer Ziesel (Spermophilus citellus) - European ground squirrel
Die Ziesel (Spermophilus, Syn.: Citellus) sind eine Gattung der Erdhörnchen, die in Eurasien in 15 Arten verbreitet ist. Dabei umfasste die Gattung lange Zeit deutlich mehr Arten, die auch in Nordamerika vorkommen; diese wurden jedoch nach einer Revision auf der Basis morphologischer und molekularbiologischer Daten in insgesamt acht Gattungen aufgeteilt.
European ground squirrel (Spermophilus citellus)
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The European ground squirrel (Spermophilus citellus), also known as the European souslik, is a species from the squirrel family, Sciuridae.[2] It is among the few European species in the genus Spermophilus. Like all squirrels, it is a member of the rodent order. It is to be found in eastern Europe from southern Ukraine, to Asia Minor, Austria, the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Serbia, Greece, Romania, Bulgaria, North Macedonia and north as far as Poland but the range is divided in two parts by the Carpathian Mountains.
Avarosa Willow Skin for Kustom9 (december round)
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We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise
I spoke into his eyes "I thought you died alone
A long, long time ago"
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
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I love this location and every time I visit I just could sit for hours looking at the waves crashing and the serious swells.
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Faszination Harz: Hamburger Wappen
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Drone DJI Mini 3 Pro
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Harz (MIttelgebirge)
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Der Harz, bis ins Mittelalter Hart (‚Bergwald‘) genannt, ist ein Mittelgebirge in Deutschland und das höchste Gebirge Norddeutschlands. Er liegt am Schnittpunkt von Niedersachsen, Sachsen-Anhalt und Thüringen. Anteil am Harz haben im Westen die Landkreise Goslar und Göttingen, im Norden und Osten die Landkreise Harz und Mansfeld-Südharz und im Süden der Landkreis Nordhausen. Der Brocken ist mit 1141,2 m ü. NHN[1] der höchste Berg und liegt in Sachsen-Anhalt.
Harz - highland area in northern Germany
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The Harz (German: [haːɐ̯ts] (listen)) is a highland area in northern Germany. It has the highest elevations for that region, and its rugged terrain extends across parts of Lower Saxony, Saxony-Anhalt, and Thuringia. The name Harz derives from the Middle High German word Hardt or Hart (hill forest). The name Hercynia derives from a Celtic name and could refer to other mountain forests, but has also been applied to the geology of the Harz. The Brocken is the highest summit in the Harz with an elevation of 1,141.1 metres (3,744 ft) above sea level. The Wurmberg (971 metres (3,186 ft)) is the highest peak located entirely within the state of Lower Saxony.
Two young competitors of Ski Joëring with one dog at Speed Dog Race, Plateau de Retord, Cuvéry, Ain, France
A race organized by the FFST, the federation that brings mushers with all kinds of dogs, purebred, Nordic type, hunting dogs or cross dogs such as Alaskans.
Ski Joëring or Skijoring is a sport in which one to two dogs assist a cross-country skier.
The cross-country skier provides power with skis and poles, and the dog adds additional power by running and pulling.
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And let your love grow 🎵
Thank you Wolfie, for inviting me. xxx
There's a reason for the sunshine sky
And there's a reason why I'm feelin' so high
Must be the season when that love light shines
All around us
So let that feeling grab you deep inside
And send you reeling where your love can't hide
And then go stealing through the moonlit nights
With your lover
Just let your love flow like a mountain stream
And let your love grow with the smallest of dreams
And let your love show and you'll know what I mean
It's the season
You let your love fly like a bird on a wing
And let your love bind you to all living things
And let your love shine and you'll know what I mean
That's the reason
There's a reason for the warm sweet nights
And there's a reason for the candlelights
Must be the season when those love rites shine
All around us
So let that wonder take you into space
And lay you under its loving embrace
Just feel the thunder as it warms your face
You can't hold back
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Situé dans le 9ème arrondissement, entre le 10 et 12 boulevard Montmartre et le 9 rue de la Grande-Batelière, ce passage couvert mesure 140m de long pour 4m de large. Il offre la particularité de ne pas être linéaire mais tourne à angle droit, où il faut descendre quelques marches pour tourner à nouveau à angle droit.
Edifié en 1845 et inscrit au titre des monuments historiques en 1974, il est dans le prolongement du Passage des Panoramas. C'est le premier passage parisien entièrement construit en métal et en verre. Le passage est également chauffé par le sol. Une compagnie privée, présidée par Félix de Jouffroy-Gonsans, s'occupera de sa gestion,
La sortie de Musée Grévin se situe dans le passage.
Paris | Paris (75) | Île-de-France | France
passage couvert architecture galerie commerces perspective ancien ville urbain personnes gens noir blanc photo de rue
Lalmatia, Dhaka, Bangladesh
Took this shot in an early Dhaka evening just after the sunset - the sky was glaring after a quick shower.
Ein echter Kerl. Streitlustig und Kampfstark. Darum muss er in einem separaten Käfig leben. Die Wathlinger Geflügelzüchter haben wieder eine tolle Show gestaltet.
Testosteron Matcho
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There are times we put on a cold impenetrable mask to protect our own hearts. - Sabbian Paine
A piece from my current exhibition The Masks We Wear at Nitroglobus. with Sina Souza, Nitro Fireguard and curated by Dido Haas maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Costa%20Blanco/193/121/770 ------------------------------Mask by Contraption.
Canon PowerShot G5 X Mark II
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Un cordial saludo.
Thank you very much for your visits and comments.
Best regards.
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It's impossible says pride!
It's risky says experience!
It's hopeless says reason!
Let's try whispers the heart
William Arthur Ward
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C'est impossible dit la fierté !
C'est risqué dit l'expérience!
C'est sans issu dit la raison!
Essayons murmure le coeur
William Arthur Ward
Amy Winehouse - Love Is A Losing Game
Le mancavano sette settimane soltanto e sarebbe sfuggita alla maledizione del '27 years club': Amy Winehouse avrebbe compiuto 28 anni il 14 settembre, invece e' stata accumunata nel tragico destino di Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain.
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She missed seven weeks only, and would have escaped the curse of '27 years clubs 'Amy Winehouse would have turned 28 years September 14, however, and' was accumunate the tragic fate of Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain .
Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on in the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?