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An affectionating-mischievous composition of colours and details, as is typical here in the Ponente, the western part of Liguria. It's probably somewhere in Imperia.
Pairing up or renewing relationship, two Coots at Attenborough Nature Reserve.
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Once upon a time, in the small Bosnian village of Jajići, nestled among rolling hills and ancient stone paths, stood a majestic white cherry tree. It wasn’t just any tree; it was naša trešnja, as the villagers affectionately called it. With its gnarled trunk and branches that stretched like welcoming arms, the cherry tree had been a silent witness to the passage of time, standing proud in the village square for generations.
On a foggy winter morning, just days before the New Year, the tree looked otherworldly. Its bare branches, coated with a delicate layer of frost, shimmered faintly in the mist. The village was quiet, as though holding its breath in anticipation of the coming year.
For as long as anyone could remember, the white cherry tree had been more than just part of the landscape. In spring, its blossoms painted the village in hues of white, their fragrance floating on the breeze. In summer, its fruits were a feast, tiny treasures that children plucked while their laughter rang through the air. It was a playground, a meeting spot, and a giver of sweet vitamins that nourished not just bodies but souls.
As a child, I spent countless hours beneath its canopy. It was here that we played hide-and-seek, climbed to touch the sky, and sometimes just sat in its shade, sharing secrets and dreams. I remember how my grandmother told me that the tree was planted by her great-grandfather when he returned from the war, a symbol of hope and resilience. "This tree is a part of us," she would say. "Treat it with care, and it will always give back."
That morning, as I stood before the tree once more, I was no longer the little boy chasing cherries and dreaming of adventures. Time had marched on, and life had taken me far from Jajići. But the tree remained, steadfast and unyielding.
The fog clung to the ground, swirling like a living thing, as memories of childhood flooded my mind. I thought about the generations who had come before me, all of whom had laughed, cried, and grown beneath these branches. I imagined the stories the tree could tell if it could speak: tales of love, loss, and resilience in the face of life’s storms.
I reached out and touched its frosty bark, feeling a connection that words could never fully capture. Though its branches were bare, I knew that come spring, it would burst into life again, a testament to the enduring spirit of Jajići.
As I turned to leave, I whispered a silent promise to return more often, to keep the tree alive not just in memory but in presence. The white cherry tree wasn’t just a tree—it was a part of all of us who called this village home.
Mafuta is a rescued Serval based at Emdoneni Lodge. It is a cat rescue and aims to promote cat conservation. At present they have Servals, Cheetahs, African wildcats and Caracals. The animals they rescue cannot return to the wild as many were rescued as previous pets. However, they do breed and progeny are carefully reintroduced back to the wild.
Mafuta in particular was rescued as a pet.... his previous owner couldnt cope with him when he became a teenager. I remember him clearly when I visited 5 years ago. I took a low key image of him with his keeper. He's certainly very affectionate with keepers and guests.
Mafuta also likes the camera. Photographed at Emdoneni Lodge - Zululand cat conservation project - Kwazulu Natal, South Africa.
The American Staffordshire Terrier, known to their fans as AmStaffs, are smart, confident, good-natured companions. Their courage is proverbial. A responsibly bred, well-socialized AmStaff is a loyal, trustworthy friend to the end.
This is Olive as Janet so affectionately named her, she was the hardest working mum you could have ever wished for. After the sudden disappearance of the male, she battled on with raising the three Owlets, working literally day and night finding food for them (I know this, as the trail cam picked up every food delivery) I have no idea when she slept, she was constant !!
All this is said in past tense, as she is no longer alive. Last Monday (6th) she was hit by a vehicle we think. After placing her up by my hide, she managed to fly up into the hedge, we were hoping she was just a little bruised. After nearly week of no sightings of any kind we feared the worst, but on Saturday evening she was down on the floor just feet from the hide. I whisked her immediately to the vets, but with all the virus restrictions, I just had to leave her at the door. I was promised a call on Sunday, to give me an update. Well, the call came, but it wasn't good news, she had a broken shoulder and had to be put down. Heaven knows how she flew on that Monday.
Would I have done things differently in hindsight..... I don't know. I was thinking of the three Owlets she had. It was like she came to pass them into my care.
I'm doing my best for them Olive !!!!
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it was a brilliant golden afternoon.
I just stood at the historic bridge and looked at the captivating scenery.
everything was so quiet and affectionate just like an oil painting.
I finally knew why the book wrote: Venice is the city of falling angels.
bcuz it really is.
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Yesterday, my sons band performed at the Lilac Hedge Farm, in Rutland Massachusetts.
I NEVER expected to see a camel there!
I affectionately named him Hump-Frey daCamel
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This beautiful cheetah, Tarka was 7 years old when this image was taken.Unfortunately she was diagnosed with a rare brain tumor which stunted her growth ,so that she remained the size of a 2 year old cheetah. None of her faculties were impaired by the tumor and she was one of the most affectionate and lovable animals at the sanctuary, She would love to sit on one's lap and affectionately give you her paw to hold. Sadly, she passed away about 12 months after this image was taken. R.I.P, my beautiful friend....
Affectionately known as "The Mayor of Beck Street" Bob suffered a stroke about 6 years back that has effected his walking, but not his talking. He is always eager to fill us in on the latest gossip or to tell us an off color joke.
Speirs Point is a hidden gem located on the South Arm of the Alouette River where it meets up and joins the tidal Pitt River.
Nestled along this rural waterway, you will find a small community of ultimately romantic looking stilt and float homes, including a variety of pleasure craft and boat housing.
Situated on River Dykes Trail that is made up of walking and hiking routes.
An scenic and idyllic location for canoeing and kayaking.
A winter's sunset peeking through the clouds.
Pitt Meadows
British Columbia
Canada
You won’t find many things more epic than catching sight of the ocean from a high vantage point! It still takes my breath away.
The word epic is nowadays often used affectionately to simply mean “awesome” or “memorable.” One forgets that it actually names an ancient genre of long poetry, legendary stories about heroic journeys and histories.
Surely the biggest and longest and most exciting of all stories is the miracle of life evolving on this planet, and who better than the Mother of Life herself, the sea, to artfully deliver the grand telling of her song? Scientists and artists listen as she tells of her creative feats. Indigenous peoples listen as she tells of the ancestors. Wounded people listen as she tells of her struggles. Her waters touch and connect all of Earth.
When you stand on top of a mountain gazing at the sea, you will feel ready to listen to her epic tale.
The Atlantic Puffin (Fratercula arctica) is the undisputed star of Lunga. Affectionately nicknamed the "sea parrot" or "clown of the sea," these charismatic birds spend most of the year isolated at sea, returning to the cliffs of the Treshnish Isles each spring to breed.
The Lunga Experience
Unlike many seabird colonies where birds are distant or flighty, the puffins on Lunga are remarkably approachable. Because they have no land-based predators on the island, they show little fear of humans. If you sit quietly on the grass near the cliff edges, puffins will often walk right up to you, sometimes passing within inches of your boots as they tend to their nests.
A pair of Brown-headed Gull (Chroicocephalus brunnicephalus) was swimming in leisure while keeping a close distance. Here the ambience and the romantic posture of the birds created a delightful composition. The Bokeh here made them look further charming. Pics was taken from Purbasthali wetland, West Bengal, India.
I tried to kept the same light, the same mood they lives in... it`s incredible how those animals are friendly and gentles... when I was there, that special lady was talking to them all the time... and most of the animals were gots so close to me, I was suprise the way they were intimately, affectionate... :|\\
This Yellow-rumped warbler (affectionately known as butter-butt because of the yellow "pat of butter" on its rump) was busy fluttering from branch to branch catching insects.
In Iceland, puffins are sometimes affectionately called "prestur" which means priest - probably because they look like they're dressed for Sunday service and always on some solemn mission.
But personally ... they remind me much more of Napoleon.
Tiny, proud, slightly dramatic, marching with purpose and absolutely convinced the world is watching :-)
Love reflected naturally
Love reflected affectionately
Love reflected for all to see
Love for you ,reflected by me
Love in the eye, love in the mind
Love in reflections, you will find
My Love for you, it will end never
It will reflect in my eyes forever
Affectionately known as Stac Polly by the Scots.
We waited for an hour and a half for a gap in the clouds, so that beautiful warm light fell on the mountain and its surroundings. The colours in winter are truly stunning.
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The "Königsallee" affectionately shortly called "Kö", in Düsseldorf, is a noble shopping street for the super rich. Because of the inimitable combination of voluptuous luxury and enjoyment of life, the street became a world-renowned brand.
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Life is full of experiences. We wouldn't be living if we don't have them. It is how we learn. How would we know what life is without them?
To name a few; affectionate experiences, emotional experiences, desire experiences, sensational experiences, traumatic experiences, transformational experiences.
Isn't it amazing how these life experiences shape us into the individuals we are. They shape how we define people different from ourselves.
We can get lost in them. Sometimes we even lose ourselves in them.
I believe each experience we have continuously shape us. I believe we are constantly changing. I believe our core values and morals never change but I am here to testify all of my good and traumatic experiences have shaped me.
Sometimes I forget who I am then I take a breath, look back through my past, the good, bad and ugly and I smile.
I smile because without each loving, joyful, painful experience life wouldn't have been worth living without every experience I've had.
Tonight, I am thinking about the pain I've caused others, I am thinking of the hearts I broke and it saddens me and although these thoughts are painful I am grateful for the experiences because now I know what not to do. Now I know what not to get involved in. Now I know.... Now I know I am no longer.... lost.
This tree is affectionately called by locals, the Summerfolk tree because it stands at this spot where the annual Summerfolk music festival is held in our city. I have photographed it in many seasons and in different lights so it is always a challenge to capture it in a unique way. One huge limb broke off several years ago. The tree struggles to survive despite what Mother Nature throws at it. This was just a few days ago when we had our final dump of heavy snow. It’s the first time I have seen the tree this buried. Even the geese and ducks sank in the snow as soon as they landed near the tree. The Marina range light can be seen in the distance on the horizon that shows more snow coming.
Aberystwyth, affectionately known as 'Aber', is a town with wider horizons than its rural coastline setting and relaxed lifestyle might suggest. As a university town, it's a melting pot of cultures and ideas: museums, archives and galleries reveal a depth of heritage to be discovered; superlatives abound: first, oldest, longest, best ...
Aberystwyth is an ideal base to explore the landscapes of Ceredigion the Cardigan Bay coast and the Cambrian Mountains.
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Dana, my parent's foster greyhound, has become very affectionate and close to their other greyhounds. She always likes to rest her head on their backs. She is such a sweet and loving dog, I hope she finds a deserving home
Amazingly affectionate ,loyal and aggressive.These are truly wonderful birds to photograph especially when the put on a beautiful display like these pair .
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Affectionately named Scorpio.
Red Tail Hawk I have been following since he was a 'pup'. He hanging out in local park we walk in mornings. Sitting on railing as people pass by or hopping around on grass by pond, sometimes oblivious to us walkers. Gives me a hissing noise or stare down when I point camera, then remains doing funny antics. Bit of a moody fellow.
An odd, yet fun study.
Pic taken against a totally white cloud day.
Aberystwyth, affectionately known as 'Aber', is a town with wider horizons than its rural coastline setting and relaxed lifestyle might suggest. As a university town, it's a melting pot of cultures and ideas: museums, archives and galleries reveal a depth of heritage to be discovered; superlatives abound: first, oldest, longest, best ...
Aberystwyth is an ideal base to explore the landscapes of Ceredigion the Cardigan Bay coast and the Cambrian Mountains.
Text source - www.discoverceredigion.wales/areas-of-ceredigion/ceredigi...
affectionate play beween two lionesses, when the one turned over to look at me lying on the floor of the low slung safari jeep...a magical moment, but a feeling of vulnerability too! even though we were close I still wanted to crop this shot to show her expression...
An immensely strong, heavy-duty worker of spitz type, the Alaskan Malamute is an affectionate, loyal, and playful but dignified dog recognizable by his well-furred plumed tail carried over the back, erect ears, and substantial bone.
HMS Monmouth is the sixth "Duke"-class Type 23 frigate of the Royal Navy. She is the seventh ship to bear the name and was launched by Lady Eaton in 1991, being commissioned two years later.
Affectionately known as 'The Black Duke', Monmouth is the only ship in service with the Royal Navy that has its name painted in black and flies a plain black flag in addition to the ensign. This is due to the dissolution of the title and the blacking out of the Coat of Arms of the Duke of Monmouth in 1685 following the Monmouth Rebellion against James II of England.