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Hummingbirds are birds from the Americas that constitute the family Trochilidae. They are among the smallest of birds, most species measuring 7.5–13 cm (3–5 in) in length.
They are known as hummingbirds because of the humming sound created by their beating wings which flap at high frequencies audible to humans. They hover in mid-air at rapid wing-flapping rates, which vary from around 12 beats per second in the largest species, to more than 80 in some of the smallest. Of those species that have been measured in wind tunnels, their top speed exceeds 15 m/s (54 km/h; 34 mph) and some species can dive at speeds in excess of 22 m/s (79 km/h; 49 mph).
Hummingbirds have the highest metabolism of any homeothermic animal. To conserve energy when food is scarce, and nightly when not foraging, they can go into torpor, a state similar to hibernation, slowing to 1/15th of its normal rate.
- Wikipedia
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Hummingbirds are New World birds that constitute the family Trochilidae. They are among the smallest of birds, most species measuring in the 7.5–13 cm (3–5 in) range. Indeed, the smallest extant bird species is a hummingbird, the 5-cm bee hummingbird, weighing less than a U.S. penny (2.5 g).
They are known as hummingbirds because of the humming sound created by their beating wings which flap at high frequencies audible to humans. They hover in mid-air at rapid wing-flapping rates, typically around 50 times per second, allowing them also to fly at speeds exceeding 15 m/s (54 km/h; 34 mph),[1] backwards.[2]
Among the largest birds in North America. The large-bodied, long-legged and small-headed look of a turkey is distinctive. Appears dark from a distance. Often seen in small groups in open fields near woods. Gobbling often audible in the spring and early summer. (eBird)
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One of a gaggle of twenty turkeys, this immature bird looked like she was strutting down a fashion show runway.
Britannia Conservation Area, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. August 2022.
Peacock Butterfly - Aglais io
The Peacock is a familiar sight in gardens across the British Isles and is unmistakable, with quite spectacular eyes on the upperside of the hindwings that give this butterfly its name. These eyes must appear very threatening to predators, such as mice, that confront this butterfly head-on, where the body forming a beak.
The underside is a different matter altogether, being almost black, providing perfect camouflage when the butterfly is at rest on a tree trunk, or when hibernating. In addition to camouflage and large eyes, the butterfly is able to make a hissing sound by rubbing its wings together that is audible to human ears. All in all, this butterfly must appear very threatening to any predator that might come across it. This is a highly mobile butterfly that occurs throughout the British Isles, including Orkney and Shetland, although it is not found in parts of northern Scotland. However, its range does seem to be increasing, with sightings from new areas being recorded every year.
Among the largest birds in North America. The large-bodied, long-legged and small-headed look of a turkey is distinctive. Appears dark from a distance. Often seen in small groups in open fields near woods. Gobbling often audible in the spring and early summer. (eBird)
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Walking down the trail, we came across this turkey enjoying a dust bath in the sun.
Britannia Conservation Area, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. May 2023.
Built at the beginning of the 20th century, it was the only lighthouse in the Azores with an audible signal. It was deactivated with the eruption of the Capelinhos volcano (1) in 1957, which left it in ruins and with one of the two floors of the lighthouse, and adjacent buildings, buried. What remains, besides the imposing tower, is a beautiful viewpoint and also has an interpretation center.
(1) the eruption of the Capelinhos volcano was an underwater volcanic eruption that took place between September 27, 1957 and October 24, 1958, lasting 13 months in all. Many residents had to leave the region, both because of fear and the lack of security. This is because several mouths were opened in the sea, dripping ash and steam everywhere
♪ Loreena McKennitt - Snow (Live) ♪
White are the far-off hills
And white the fading forests grow
The wind dies out amongst the tides
And denser still the snow
A gathering weight on roof and tree
Falls down scarce audibly
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snowfall hoods me around
In wood and water, earth and air
A silence is everywhere
Save when at lonely spells
Some farmer's sleigh is urged on
With rustling runner and sharp bells
Swings by me and is gone
Or from the empty waste I hear
A sound remote and clear
The barking of a dog
To cattle, is sharply pued
Borne, echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield
Then all is silent and the snow
Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer around sky
The world seems so shrouded, so far away
Its noises sleep, and I
As secret as yon buried stream
Plod dumbly on and dream
I dream.....
GAMBIA FEB 2019
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HATE putting man made items in a image, but this bird is difficult enough , and this image showed of its tail feathers and the wonderful colors, A real stunning bird, Very wary and noisy bird, always in groups of about 4 to 10, a forest bird, forages on the ground, standing with tail held well up, its flight always seems laboured but powerful, with deep wing-beats creating an audible rush of air at close range.
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Among the largest birds in North America. The large-bodied, long-legged and small-headed look of a turkey is distinctive. Appears dark from a distance. Often seen in small groups in open fields near woods. Gobbling often audible in the spring and early summer. (eBird)
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The Wild Turkey gang descended on the unwitting this morning to demand food for their hungry teenagers. Visitors to the conservation area expected to feed chickadees and ducks and instead were faced with this mob. In total, there were two adults and 17 juveniles. Obviously a successful breeding season.
Britannia Conservation Area, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. August 2022.
Der Wurmbach ist ein wilder und am Oberlauf unregulierter Gebirgsbach im Harz. Er entspringt in einem teilweise etwas sumpfigen Waldareal am Osthang des Mailaubenkopfes bei Friedrichsbrunn. Sein Quellgebiet befindet sich etwa 510 Meter über dem Meeresspiegel.
Das kleine Bächlein wendet sich jenseits der Quelle nach Norden. Es stürzt deutlich hörbar durch das selbst geschaffene und von steilen Felsklippen gesäumte Wurmbachtal dem Gebirgsrand entgegen.
The Wurmbach is a wild and unregulated mountain stream in the Harz Mountains. It rises in a partially swampy forest area on the eastern slope of the Mailaubenkopf near Friedrichsbrunn. Its headwaters are about 510 meters above sea level.
The little stream turns north beyond the source. It falls clearly audibly through the self-made Wurmbachtal, lined with steep cliffs, towards the edge of the mountain.
"Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps:
silence of paintings. You language where all language
ends. You time
standing vertically on the motion of mortal hearts.
Feelings for whom? O you the transformation
of feelings into what?–: into audible landscape.
You stranger: music. You heart-space
grown out of us. The deepest space in us,
which, rising above us, forces its way out,–
holy departure:
when the innermost point in us stands
outside, as the most practiced distance, as the other
side of the air:
pure,
boundless,
no longer habitable."
Rainer Maria Rilke
"EGO / ΕΓΩ" exhibition, ART KORNER, December 2021
Von innen wie von außen sichtbar hängen offen und übereinander die beiden Glocken. Die "katholische" ist Bruder Konrad, die "evangelische" Martin Luther Glocke gewidmet. In schöner Eintracht und weithin hörbar schlagen sie die Stunde und rufen nicht nur die Kurgäste zum Gottesdienst.
"Catholic and Protestant bell"
Spring tulips around the fountain of all colors.
Therme Bad Griesbach im Rottal.
Visible from both inside and outside, the two bells hang open and one above the other. The "Catholic" bell is dedicated to Brother Konrad, the "Protestant" bell to Martin Luther. In beautiful harmony and audible from afar, they strike the hour and not only call the spa guests to the service.
Among the largest birds in North America. The large-bodied, long-legged and small-headed look of a turkey is distinctive. Appears dark from a distance. Often seen in small groups in open fields near woods. Gobbling often audible in the spring and early summer. (eBird)
It was ferociously hot so this male turkey, one of a gang of three, decided to take a break from terrorizing birders and have a nap instead.
Britannia Conservation Area, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. May 2022.
Memories of last summer: The Hummingbird Hawk-moth.
A number of Hummingbird Hawk-moths were feeding on buddleia in Primrose Hill Woodland. The Hummingbird Hawk-moth (Macroglossum stellatarum) is a migrant day-flying moth that arrives to the UK from Southern Europe during summer months. Number varies from year to year, but hot summer this year attracted these European visitors in numbers. I cannot remember seeing these attractive moths in Bath area and some even visited the garden. The moth hovers over flowers when feeding with audible humming created by fast beating wings, hence the name. That does make taking images a bit hi-and-miss exercise. Primrose Hill Community Woodland. Bath, BANES, England, UK.
"A bird that’s almost indescribably cute—and the top of the must-see list of any birder heading for the West Indies. Because although it’s not much bigger than a hummingbird, a Cuban Tody packs a lot of pizzazz into its tiny body.
It’s big-headed. Short-tailed. Brilliant leaf-green with a geranium-red throat. And as if that weren’t enough to be noticed, the Cuban species features a touch of blue on the sides of its throat. Its long, flattened bill looks like it’s built for insect-catching. And indeed it is.
In woodlands throughout the island of Cuba, todies are terrific foragers. In fact, their Puerto Rican cousins have been known to catch up to one or two insects a minute, hunting from dawn to dusk. Their wings make an audible whirring sound each time they do this, and you may find a tody just by listening for that sound." Michael Stein
National Audubon Society Photographed in the wild, Marea del Portillo, Cuba
Cadillac is one of the most glorified and recognizable car brands in the world, while being the second-oldest American automaker.
Before WW2, cars looked very different. They were tall, with loose mudguards and an almost vertical rear end.
After WW2 "Pontoon bodywork" was frequently used which gave the cars a very different look. The bodywork was surrounded by flat side panels and the mudguards were fully integrated into the bodywork.
The bodywork was extended, allowing the engine to be positioned more forward, thus increasing the interior space.
The space created around the rear wheels made it possible to create a trunk space.
The distinctive series 62 Coup deVille was one of the most dramatic silhouettes on the American highway.
The ingenious design combined with the comfort and safety of a closed coupe with the panache and savoir-faire of a convertible.
A car that stood out from the others....the proverbial taste of honey that summes up Coup deVille.
The cast-iron engine block contained a V 8 cylinder and had a capacity of 5.425 cc and an output from 202 HP. Top speed was 169 km/h.
Propulsion was via the rear wheels and was equipped with an automatic 4 speed GM Hydra-matic tranmission.
The top speed was 169 km/h and the acceleration was from 0-100 km/h in 14 seconds.
It is true delight to listen to the whispering 8 V engine, which is barely audible. In short, this extremely comfortable piece of engineering is a treat for the eyes.......
” I close my eyes when I play my guitar. I let the energy through my cursed fingertips, Taking its desired course. As it makes its way into audible vibration… To reach peak chaotic creativity of my world . The mind must be focused on not being focused at all. Like a winding railroad with no destination. Hear my song as it calls you for a greater darkness.”
Rest hope you all enjoy amsy work as always ^^
Amsy ♡
Early winter on a late pewter light afternoon...the aged maples are spreading their skeletal branches once again. I have revisited this farm lane many times this past year only to discover new nuances of beauty and a lasting serenity like none other. The terrain is high here and the wind sweeps across the farmland with a pulsating rhythm and audible breathe. Birds scurry and abandon themselves to flight while the crisp air clings to the lungs and sheds aromas of seasonal earthiness. Ashfield, MA
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An interesting common neighbourhood bird with a loud and audible call. These birds are sighted making bushes in the small bushes around my place. This is the nesting season and hence they could be seen collecting nesting materials and foraging many times. The birds nest is quite small, possibly cup shaped - made up of leaves sewn together with thorns from which the bird derives its name.
This was shot in a forest in Goa, where a small 10 sq m area had lots of small bird activity. We stopped for 30 mins and sighted around 4-5 Tailorbirds in one tree - all looked like adults. They were busy hunting insects that were flying around. It was just around sunset, so guess it was the last meal of the day.
Thanks in advance for your views and feedback. Much appreciated.
Originally referred to as Grand Canyon, Fredrick Schwatka renamed it in July of 1883 Miles Canyon after General Nelson Miles. Schwatka wrote, “Through this narrow chute of corrugated rock the wild waters of the great river rush in a perfect mass of milk-like foam, with a reverberation that is audible for a considerable distance.” Although accounts differ as to the ferocity of the rapids, there is no question that they were very dangerous. During the Gold Rush, hundreds of boats loaded with precious supplies were lost (as well as several lives) before the Northwest Mounted Police arrived to regulate traffic.
Eventually a wooden rail system around the canyon eliminated the need to battle this hazard. The hydroelectric dam constructed to provide power to Whitehorse has tamed Miles Canyon, but drifting through its 15 metre high basaltic walls is still a thrill
A beautiful large colorful barbet found in the Himalayan forests. They are quite audible in the forests in that region with the air often filled with calls from these barbets. I love their colors and had this in my target list before I started.
They are among the largest barbets in the country out of the 10 species found here. The birds are found in the Himalayan belt and much of the North eastern part of the country. They prefer insects, berries, other fruiting trees like Papaya and waiting around a clump of such trees will yield some sightings. We had several sightings including one very good moment where we spotted 6-7 barbets amongst a small clump of trees on a hill.
Many thanks in advance for your views, faves and feedback.
Musica universalis (literally universal music), also called Music of the spheres or Harmony of the Spheres, is an ancient philosophical concept that regards proportions in the movements of celestial bodies—the Sun, Moon, and planets—as a form of musica (the Medieval Latin term for music). This "music" is not usually thought to be literally audible, but a harmonic, mathematical or religious concept. The idea continued to appeal to thinkers about music until the end of the Renaissance, influencing scholars of many kinds, including humanists.
From en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Musica_universalis
Mike Oldfield: youtu.be/3Wgh4K1CwqQ?list=PL25E3DC373B438703
They have a highly audible song for such a small bird. It took several minutes before I could locate him as he sang a few phrases from one place, and then started again in another location. Luckily for me, he flew down to an open perch very close where he sang and raised his crown.
It was a bright overcast backlight situation. I was close enough to get detail though, and I really like the way those red crown feathers were lighted from behind.
If you have never heard its song, Check the link below.
www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Ruby-crowned_Kinglet/sounds
Beaumaris Lake. Edmonton, Alberta.
Found this beautiful looking sunbird right outside my balcony during my birding trip. He was merrily foraging among the flowering plants unmindful of the curious visitors around him.
One of the many sunbirds found around the foothills of the Himalayas. The bird is small, maybe 14-15 cms and quite beautiful to look at. It stood out among the greens with its bright yellowish orange plumage. The bird has a beautiful call and was more audible than seen. Think the bird, like most birds in the region makes seasonal altitudinal movements in response to the weather and cold conditions.
Thanks in advance for your views, faves and feedback if any.
He wants to hold her for just a little bit longer.
Caressing each other with voices
barely audible in the predawn hour,
Watch with your eyes closed,
And you will see hundreds more times…
When approaching, do not touch
With a timid hand to the deity…
Go away – and only then wake up,
And also dreaming in reality....
Thank you [https://www.flickr.com/photos/156067332@N07]
Invermoriston Falls, Scotland
Once upon a time...
...on a rainy day in Scotland, a girl arrived in the small village of Invermoriston. Upon stepping out of her carriage, and after dodging a few puddles and patches of mud, she entered an enchanted forest. In this magical woodland, the clouds had vanished and the sun was shining, dappling the leaf-carpeted path with rays of light, and illuminating the moss-covered rocks and tree roots in vibrant shades of green. She could feel the magic in the air as she strolled along, listening to the forest speak through the sounds of birds and rustling trees, and her heart was filled with delight.
After some uncounted minutes of walking, the sound of the river became audible, adding another element to the layers of enchantment. The gentle rushing became louder with each step forward, signaling that the place she sought was near. As with many waterfalls, she could hear its voice well before she could see its presence, and the blithesome, lilting tones beckoned her onward.
Soon, around a small bend in the trail, the falls appeared, flowing with carefree abandon as they carved their way through the surrounding rocks, singing a song of joy. A joy that danced and sparkled with light and life, and illuminated the dark places with a radiant golden glow.
She stood, entranced, as the beautiful song flowed through and around her, weaving a spell from gossamer notes and diaphanous dreams. Suddenly she felt cloaked in an incredible sense of lightness, as though her mind and soul had taken flight to join that joyful chorus.
And some time later as she returned whence she came, she did not walk, but flew on shimmering fairy wings.
~The End
It came within a few feet of the window. I only used 140 mm on the lens. I was watching the birds out the window when it flew up and I caught my breath audibly. Very exciting.
What an idyllic scene isn't it? You'd never think that a busy road full of trucks was passing behind me. The reason for the heavy traffic was the tunnel that bypasses the town was closed for some reason and all traffic was routed through the town. This spot is actually safely below the road in a grassy embankment but the traffic was very audible, Happy weekend to all and greetings from Croatia!
Der Wurmbach ist ein wilder und am Oberlauf unregulierter Gebirgsbach im Harz. Er entspringt in einem teilweise etwas sumpfigen Waldareal am Osthang des Mailaubenkopfes bei Friedrichsbrunn. Sein Quellgebiet befindet sich etwa 510 Meter über dem Meeresspiegel.
Das kleine Bächlein wendet sich jenseits der Quelle nach Norden. Es stürzt deutlich hörbar durch das selbst geschaffene und von steilen Felsklippen gesäumte Wurmbachtal dem Gebirgsrand entgegen.
The Wurmbach is a wild and unregulated mountain stream in the Harz Mountains. It rises in a partially swampy forest area on the eastern slope of the Mailaubenkopf near Friedrichsbrunn. Its headwaters are about 510 meters above sea level.
The little stream turns north beyond the source. It falls clearly audibly through the self-made Wurmbachtal, lined with steep cliffs, towards the edge of the mountain.
Heddal Stave Church
The church is a triple nave stave church and is Norway's largest stave church. It was constructed at the beginning of the 13th century. After the reformation, the church was in a very poor condition, and a restoration took place during 1849–1851. However, because the restorers lacked the necessary knowledge and skills, yet another restoration was necessary in the 1950s. The interior is marked by the period after the Lutheran Reformation in 1536–1537 and is for a great part a result of the restoration that took place in the 1950s.
There is a legend telling about the erection of the church and how it was built in three days.
Five farmers (Raud Rygi, Stebbe Straand, Kjeik Sem, Grut Grene and Vrang Stivi) from Heddal had made plans for a church, and they decided to have it built.
One day, Raud Rygi (one of the five men) met a stranger who was willing to build the church. However, the stranger, set three conditions for doing the job, one of which must be fulfilled before the church was finished:
Raud had three options: fetch the sun and the moon from the sky, forfeit his life-blood, or guess the name of the stranger. Raud thought the last would not prove too difficult, so he agreed to the terms
But time began to run out. All of the building materials had arrived during the first night, and remarkably, the spire was built during the second. It became clear to Raud that the church would be finished on the third day.
Down at heart and fearing for his life, Raud took a walk around in the fields trying to figure out what the stranger's name could be. Still wandering about he had unconsciously arrived at Svintruberget (a rocky hill southeast of the church site) when he suddenly heard a strange but most beautiful and clearly audible female song:
Tomorrow Finn will bring us the Moon.
Where he goes, the sun and christian blood perish.
He brings children to song and play.
But now my children, sleep safe and sound.
Or in Norwegian
I morgen kommer Finn og bringer oss maanen
der han kommer forgaar sol og kristenblod
lokker barna til sang og spel
men nå mine små, sov stille og vel
Now Raud knew what to do, as the stranger was a mountain troll. As expected, the stranger visited Raud the next day, to present the church. Together they walk over to the church, and Raud walks up to one of the pillars, hugs it as if to straighten it, and says, "Hey Finn, this pillar isn't straight!" Finn snaps back, "I could be even more bent!" and then hastily leaves the church.
Raud had solved the riddle after all. The stranger's name was Finn and he lived in the Svintru Mountain. Finn, also known as Finn Fairhair or Finn Fagerlokk, a troll, could not ever after stand the sound of church bells, so he moved along with his family to Himing (Lifjell).
According to legend, the same troll was also responsible for building Nidaros Cathedral, Church of Avaldsnes and Lund Cathedral.
A beautiful and colorful sunbird that I sighted right outside my lodging balcony during one my past birding trips. He was merrily foraging among the flowering plants unmindful of the curious visitors around him - half a dozen bird photographers gathered on the ground floor lawn for him.
One of the many sunbirds found around the foothills of the Himalayas. The bird is small, maybe 14-15 cms and quite beautiful to look at. It stood out among the greens with its bright yellowish orange plumage. The bird has a beautiful call and was more audible than seen. I think the bird, like most birds in the region, makes seasonal altitudinal movements in response to the weather and cold conditions.
Thanks in advance for your views, faves and feedback - much appreciated.
Found this beautiful looking sunbird right outside my balcony during my birding trip. He was merrily foraging among the flowering plants unmindful of the curious visitors around him.
One of the many sunbirds found around the foothills of the Himalayas. The bird is small, maybe 14-15 cms and quite beautiful to look at. It stood out among the greens with its bright yellowish orange plumage. The bird has a beautiful call and was more audible than seen. Think the bird, like most birds in the region makes seasonal altitudinal movements in response to the weather and cold conditions.
Thanks in advance for your views, faves and feedback if any.
Lamps could tell me about a possible journey
the sound could be audible even though my way is still just a glimmer .
Who would have expected to find her here, silently admiring the sunset from my Baja cabin? I tiptoed quietly, doing my best not to scare her away yet again. The soft click of the Leica shutter was barely audible. She did smile, I swear!
Quelle belle surprise.... Je ne me serais jamais attendu à la trouver là, admirant le coucher de soleil depuis ma cabane à Baja. En me glissant doucement devant elle, je faisais de mon mieux pour ne pas l'effrayer une fois encore. Le délicat déclic du Leica fut imperceptible, à l'image de son petit sourire....
A Studios Claris production. Check album here: flic.kr/s/aHsmVxZ9mw
Who would have expected to ever see her here, silently admiring the sunset from my Baja cabin? I tiptoed quietly, doing my best not to scare her away yet again. The soft click of the Leica shutter was barely audible. She did smile, I swear!
Quelle belle surprise.... Je ne m'attendais plus à un jour la retrouver là, admirant le coucher de soleil depuis ma cabane à Baja. En me glissant doucement devant elle, je faisais de mon mieux pour ne pas l'effrayer une fois encore. Le délicat déclic du Leica fut imperceptible, à l'image de son petit sourire....
A Studios Claris production. Check album here: flic.kr/s/aHsmVxZ9mw
A lovely little bird that is long a favorite of mine. The bird was quite audible the other day when we shot this. We sighted a pair who were quite busy in foraging and believe there could a nest nearby. The nest is quite small, possibly cup shaped - made up of leaves sewn together with thorns from which the bird derives its name.
The weather was quite cloudy and the bird was busy collecting leaves from the trees. Few times, it grabbed a meal for itself as well by catching some of the insects flying around.
Thanks in advance for your views and feedback.
The Peacock is a familiar sight in gardens across the British Isles and is unmistakable, with quite spectacular eyes on the upperside of the hindwings that give this butterfly its name. These eyes must appear very threatening to predators, such as mice, that confront this butterfly head-on. In addition to camouflage and large eyes, the butterfly is able to make a hissing sound by rubbing its wings together that is audible to human ears.
Taken @ Kidwelly quay in evening sunlight
Press L for larger view
Seen in the Imagine Museum in St. Petersburg, Florida.
The museum houses contemporary, high end studio art glass works by international artists.
Exhibits range from small to large, wildly colorful to subtle intonations
Some are abstract, others representational, some are optic.
When you looked into one large piece, you had the impression of falling into infinity.
All are unique, creative and indeed well imagined, beautifully displayed and illumined.
This is a small cube on a stand, and a crop of a larger frame with several pieces, but in zooming, the expressions and the door were the eye grabber.
It's a wonderful little museum.
Have a nice weekend.
Blue Ridge Parkway/North Carolina Mountains WW workshop.
We found this guy mid afternoon when the light was challenging. It is not that there are not quite a few of this species that we encounter but the location was perfect as I was fairly confident I could perch him on one of a series of snags popping up from a very large downed tree. The bird was singing uphill and the snags were on the downhill side of the road putting them at mid canopy level. Hooded warblers tend to often respond rather silently to playback. He was singing persistently uphill so when I played a single song and he stopped I knew he heard it. So you wait and resist the urge to use more playback. Then I heard him singing partial songs very softly on the downhill side not even noticing prior to that that he had crossed the road. It was barely audible and my client didn't hear him. A few gentle chip notes and he perched right where I anticipated he would bursting into song. When a bird responds like that rather than being jumpy back and forth you've done well and are much more apt to get better images and you've most probably minimized any impact on the bird.
"We are in such haste to be doing, to be writing, to be gathering gear, to make our voice audible a moment in the derisive silence of eternity, that we forget that one thing, of which these are but the parts- namely, to live. We fall in love, we drink hard, we run to and fro upon the earth like frightened sheep. And now you are to ask yourself if, when all is done, you would not have been better to sit by the fire at home, and be happy thinking. To sit still and contemplate- to remember the faces of women without desire, to be pleased by the great deeds of men without envy, to be everything and everywhere in sympathy, and yet content to remain where and what you are"
Walking Tours, Robert Louis Stevenson
An osprey bringing nest construction back home. Many of the local raptors and owls seemed to get a late start to the nest building season, possibly due to late and abundant snowfall. This male was collecting cottonwood stems from dead trees, snapping them from top branches with an audible crack.
Knudshoved fyr.
In dense fog, dynamite was ignited in the steel basket, to give an audible signal to the ships passing the Great Belt
Super Takumar 50mm f1.4
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All I remember is the black car that rolled stealthily past me like a jungle jaguar, the barely audible rattle of its tires on the cobblestones, the eyes that met mine and the bloody trail of tail lights cutting through the night’s dark pall. I was drawn to the brightly lit facade on the opposite side of the street, but I was caught in my shadow's unbreakable embrace.
König Galerie Berlin
Alicja Kwade: Entitas
"The work of Berlin-based artist Alicja Kwade repeatedly explores a transferral of scientific questioning into artistic concepts. Her exhibition ENTITAS offers poetic, intuitively comprehensible responses to the conundrum of what transpires in the invisible plenums of knowledge; what is it that happens between two blinks of an eye, between two glances?
Kwade’s exhibition title ENTITAS (Latin: entity) alludes to enquiries about the essence of things: what is the world made of? And further even: what information is available for us to attempt an answer to this question?
Extending into the space of the room, the installation “Die bewegte Leere des Moments” [The Moving Emptiness of the Moment] is central to the exhibition. It was created for Schirn Kunsthalle Frankfurt in 2015 and consists of two objects—a colossal stone and a copper station clock—that orbit above the heads of the visitors; motion is rendered perceptible as a draft. Enhanced by loudspeakers, both the ticking of the clock and the sound of the stone cutting through the air are audible. Time is passing. The composition as a whole evokes the basic functions of human existence: heartbeat and breathing. In that way the objects, their protons and electrons, revolve around an ever elusive center, indicating the very interspace that appears to us as emptiness." www.koeniggalerie.com/exhibitions/15194/entitas/
It's goin' down- ♪ ♫Click to listen♪ ♫
It's goin' down
The rhythm projects 'round the next sound
Reflects a complex hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting-pot of a super-futuresque sound
The combination of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath from emotional stress
With special effects and a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of a rhythmic barrage
It's goin' down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey now
It's goin' down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey now
It's goin' down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-men to the tenth degree
It's goin' down
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crates
It's goin' down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-men to the tenth degree
While on a wildlife photo trip with a friend in east central Alberta we came across a prairie lake where Lesser Snow Geese (Chen caerulescens) were resting during the day and feeding in the surrounding grain fields as they staged in preparation for their southward migration to wintering areas in the southern United States. The migration corridor of this population of Lesser Snow Geese takes them through this area and they were observed near Killam, Alberta, Canada.
This view was just a small portion of what lifted off the lake as a Bald Eagle flushed part of the flock. I estimated there were in excess of 100,000 Lesser Snow Geese on the lake.
We were some distance from the flock but the sound of them calling was very audible and exciting. Nature's wonders to be sure.
The Lesser Snow Goose population is said to be expanding and the damage to the arctic nesting grounds by this over population is a concern. When I worked in the arctic and prairie Canada as a wildlife biologist over a decade ago, the estimated Lesser Snow Goose population across arctic Canada was in excess of 10 Million birds.
20 October, 2019.
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The hummingbird hawk-moth (Macroglossum stellatarum) is a species of Sphingidae. Its long proboscis and its hovering behaviour, accompanied by an audible humming noise, make it look remarkably like a hummingbird while feeding on flowers. It should not be confused with the moths called hummingbird moths in North America, genus Hemaris, members of the same family and with similar appearance and behavior. The resemblance to hummingbirds is an example of convergent evolution. It flies during the day, especially in bright sunshine, but also at dusk, dawn, and even in the rain, which is unusual for even diurnal hawkmoths. Its visual abilities have been much studied, and it has been shown to have a relatively good ability to learn colours.
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