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The thread looked neatly wound around these bobbins at first, but the bobbins continually toppled. I finally let threads dangle.
Almost 4cm/1.57 inches tall. These just look large because the Laowa lens lets me move the lens in almost touching the subject and then magnifies by two.
In January 2022 I asked a Flickr support hero to remove me from the Explore algorithm. I feel more relaxed and in the moment.
"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
-Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy
🌲Tree resin (along with other gum and latex fluids) plays an extremely important function in trees by rapidly sealing over wounds used as introductory pathways by invading insects and fungal disease agents. Organisms that try to enter a tree via a wound can be flushed out, can become stuck and trapped in the seal and can be overcome by the resin's toxicity. In any event, consistent resin flow is essential to the continued health of most conifers.
I see a fair share of death and the wounded in nature because both are a part of everyday life. Anyone who spends any time at all in nature will see things you don't really want to see. I help who I can but the outcome is usually completely out of my hands. This bunny has a puncture would on the chest and just under the chin so something most likely grabbed it by the throat but bunny got away. This was taken about a week after I noticed the wounds and had greatly improved in that time. I always take photos to document any improvement or decline. I will never post the gory things I see but this one seemed to be a success story.
Wounded Beauty. A natural bouquet of pink almond blossoms resting gently on a wounded branch, like a good fairy ready to heal her injured mother. So delicate, so airy, a little bunch of pink clouds of roses, in a world of blue and green bubbles, upon a brilliant sunny March day.
This young Exmoor stag had been chased away from a group of hinds by a much larger stag several times throughout the morning but judging from the fresh wound by his left ear he must have got too close for comfort.
- last of my scannography project -
+ ...not much i gain or grim, it's those tiny little sparks; that makes me forget my wounded heart...[Royksopp]+
- texture courtesy of florabella collection -
Beautiful Mourning Cloak absorbing the heat from some filtered forest sunlight.
Uncommon early Spring butterfly. It over-winters and emerges as the first butterfly of the season, usually late March to early April. It does not nectar. Instead, it takes nourishment from sap seeping from an occasional tree branch wound.
My earliest sighting of a BF, ever. Probably due to the unseasonably warm weather over the last week. Today, we are enjoying sunny 65F temps with very light breeze.
Keep in mind that Punxsutawny Phil has decreed another six weeks of winter. As such, it's turning rainy and colder tonight, so it might be some time before another critter like this one takes the stage.
This brutal war is over,
I have no fight left within me,
I'm laying down my weapons,
Admitting my defeat.
Wounded by your power,
Controlled by my need,
The love that you once gave,
On which I'd gladly feed.
The hunger has long passed,
The weakness taken the reins,
I wave my white flag to you,
With the little of me that remains.
The victory is yours, my dear,
Enjoy it whilst you may,
Before someone takes your heart,
And sets their game in play.
~poem by L. MacKenzie
Outfit - Cynful Savi Leather Top and Shorts
Hair - Shi Hair Chazak
Backdrop - Synergy Battleground
Pose - Custom
Et maintenant je ne sais pas pourquoi
Elle n'a pas voulu dire au revoir
Mais pourtant, il semble
Que je l'avais vu dans ses yeux
Et ce n'est sans doute pas une bonne idée
Il faudrait pourtant que j'essaye
Avec tout l'amour que j'ai en moi
Je ne peux pas le nier
Je ne peux simplement pas le laisser mourir
Car son coeur est comme le mien
Et elle garde sa douleur en elle
Alors, si vous me demandez pourquoi
Elle n'a pas voulu dire au revoir
Je le sais quelque part en moi
Il y a une lumière particulière
Toujours aussi brillante
Et même dans la nuit la plus sombre
Elle ne peut le nier
Alors si elle est quelque part près de moi
Je prie Dieu qu'elle m'entende
Personne d'autre
Ne pourrait jamais me faire me sentir
Si vivant
J'espérais qu'elle ne me quitterait jamais
Seigneur, vous devez me croire
J'ai cherché dans tout l'univers
Et je me suis trouvé
Dans ses yeux
Peu importe comment j'essaye
Ils disent que tout n'est qu'un mensonge
Alors à quoi cela servirait que je
Confesse un crime passionnel qui ne s'éteindra jamais
Dans mon coeur
Alors si elle est quelque part près de moi
Je prie Dieu qu'elle m'entende
Personne d'autre
Ne pourrait jamais me faire me sentir
Si vivant
J'espérais qu'elle ne me quitterait jamais
Seigneur, vous devez me croire
J'ai cherché dans tout l'univers
Et je me suis trouvé
Dans ses yeux
Alors maintenant, je ne sais pas pourquoi
Elle n'a pas voulu dire au revoir
C'est peut-être simplement que
Je l'avais vu dans ses yeux
Et maintenant, il semble que j'ai
Renoncé à mes fantômes de fierté
Je ne dirai jamais au revoir
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Saw this Mink on 2 different occasions on the frozen shores of Lake Ontario. He has some sort of injury on his tail, might be the cost of escaping from a Snowy Owl in the same area.
I came across this scene earlier this week while out on a local trail. The moose was lying in the snow, tending to what looks like a nasty wound while this opportunistic Magpie hopped right up on the moose's rump and snagged a bill-full of hair. Undoubtedly this hair will be used as nesting material. I couldn't resist snapping some shots of this annoyed moose as she defends herself from her much smaller foe. I think this would make for a really great children's book.
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This black ant was being carried by another, it looks at if it has been wounded...it stayed motionless a few times and I was able to get in close. Notice front appendage is missing a piece and the abdomen area and thorax look like they have some trauma.
A wounded heart is like a wounded lion,
it is stronger than ever.
(Joysha Mohan)
Colorful Nature - Orange or Yellow Thursday
Looking close... on Friday! - A single Leaf
(photo by Freya, edit by me)
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After watching this rose leaf so many things was going on in my mind! And then i thought it would be better if i take photos of it in black and white.