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A pair of Royal Air Force Pumas returning to NAF El Centro after a late afternoon training sortie. Shot for an article I wrote for AirForces Monthly on the Puma Training Flight conducting desert environmental qualification training the US a few years back.
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125) Olive-Backed Sunbird
Olive-backed sunbird, Cinnyris jugularis, Kelicap Bukit
Also known as the yellow-bellied sunbird, is a species of sunbird found from Southern Asia to SouthEast Asia to Australia. Feed largely on nectar, although they will also take insects, especially when feeding young. Their flight is fast and direct on their short wings. Most species can take nectar by hovering, but usually perch to feed most of the time. Originally from mangrove habitat, the olive-backed sunbird has adapted well to humans, and is now common even in fairly densely populated areas, even forming their nests near human homes.
Since we still can't travel and I'm working quite a bit, thought I'd look back at some old photos to re-edit and re-organize them. This one was taken a few years ago at Zion National Park, just a easy walk from the campground where i stayed.
Zion National Park, Utah.
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백현 (BAEKHYUN) 'Love Comes Back
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If I could go back to that time
Would things be different for us now?
If I could go back at all
I’d want to return to a time before I knew you
I feel like I've been goin' crazy
This tug-of-war over whether to end it
Your love is so complicated
All I ever wanted was sincerity
I don't give a thang anymore, yeah
The promises we shared
I’m living now, having forgotten them all
Even if I say I want to go back
We can’t go back to how we were
Calling out your name now
Or phoning you while drunk
The "us" from back then is already gone
Crying until I fall asleep from exhaustion
Having forgotten even how to smile
I’m trapped within my memories
If you happen to run into me
Could you just pretend not to see me and walk on by?
Because if I look into your eyes
I know I’ll fall apart
I feel like I've been goin' crazy
This tug-of-war over whether to end it
Your love is so complicated
All I ever wanted was sincerity
I don't give a thang anymore, yeah
The promises we shared
I’m living now, having forgotten them all
Even if I say I want to go back
We can’t go back to how we were
Calling out your name now
Or phoning you while drunk
The "us" from back then is already gone
What am I supposed to do now?
How am I supposed to live without you?
I’m still the same as ever
Why did you have to leave me?
Can’t you just stay?
Can’t you choose not to leave?
We’ll be able to go back
To that time again, oh-oh-oh-oh
Yo people, King was back with a bang, Hope you'll doing good.,
Good Morning Fellas, have a happy Thursday.
……There was quite a flow on the canal due to all the rain I guess?! So a last minute decision to moor meant a bit of a haul to pull her back. Quite a bit of boat activity given the weather - lots of folks on those that were not on the move too. A lovely walk even though a little damp. Happy Friday everyone, Alan:-)
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©Alan Foster. All rights reserved. Do not use without permission.……
I took a series of photos of the back of buildings with store fronts on Water Street in Gardiner, Maine. This is a vertical panorama merge. I applied one of the new adaptive presets, cinema, that are in a recent update of Adobe Lightroom. HFF
“Three weeks? Oh no, we don’t do that! Nine or ten days at most is enough for us. We’d never stay that long.”
Quite why this woman felt the need to question the length of our holiday in such admonishing tones was a question that hung tentatively in the air across the desk between us. That she’d obviously been earwigging the conversation between us and the hotel receptionist was another one that nobody seemed to have an answer to. Why do people so often seem to feel the need to impose their own values on you? I mean, we weren’t doing anything wrong that either of us were aware of. Apart from checking in at the same time as a busybody with an agenda that was. It’s not as if we were hatching plans to kidnap puppies, or hotwire the neighbour’s Vauxhall Viva while he’d gone to dominoes night at The Plume, was it? As far as we know, it is entirely legal to choose the length of your own holiday and go for three weeks if you so desire. Or even three months. Or three days if that’s what floats your boat. We smiled, nodded and hoped we wouldn’t bump into her or her husband for the remainder of the nine or ten days at most that they had booked themselves in for.
Apart from that, it was good to be back in this part of the world. Catalunya and the Balearics. Before we retired, we used to take just two weeks - because three was out of the question as far as work was concerned - in Majorca every summer. We often went in spring as well. It was like a second home for us. For many years we hoped it would become a first home in fact, but a lot of barriers seem to have put themselves in the way of that particular ambition. We loved exploring different corners of the island, finding spots that the likes of Mr and Mrs Noseyparker were never likely to discover, swimming and snorkelling in the gentle warm Mediterranean. It was a place where we were completely happy and knew exactly where we were going for those two precious August weeks. The journey home to the dreaded September silly season, otherwise known as the start of the autumn term, was always an especially low moment in the annual cycle of events. And from there things only ever seemed to get worse.
Then 2020 arrived and the world closed down for a couple of years. By the time things started to return to normal, we were no longer straitjacketed by the academic year planners. We could go away whenever we wanted. And “whenever we wanted” wasn’t in the middle of summer when prices were sky high and everyone else was on holiday too. Now we could take our holidays when the rest of the world was working or in school - well except for us and the couple who seemed to think that we should be on our way home by next Friday at the very latest. Head for the sun at bargain prices at the start of October and things are far more peaceful in these southern latitudes than they ever were in August. And now we were finally back in the Balearics. But instead of our old stomping ground, we’d decided to have a look at the quieter and smaller neighbour to the east. Neither of us had ever been to Menorca before, but we’d heard good things.
We could see the similarities almost immediately. The scented green pine forests and the baked red earth were so friendly and familiar. The curious balls of soft vegetation on the beaches that we’ve only ever seen on these islands. Unyielding white limestone walls flanking narrow roads, the edges as sharp as dragons’ teeth. Conversations in the local Catalan dialect rather than Spanish. Road signs leading the way to the “platja,” rather than the “playa.” We could easily be back on the island where we’d spent so many summers, but there were subtle differences too. There was a compactness that we liked, and even though the main road across the island was mostly a single carriageway in either direction, it soon became apparent that it wouldn’t take that long to get to wherever we wanted to go. And then there was that wild section of coastline to the north, mostly visited only by the hikers who were on the Cami de Cavalls, the long distance trail that circumnavigates the island.
The very first outing was a wild one too for that matter, as the tail end of a mainland storm strafed the top half of the island. White tops on the water at Cala Pregonda. It was a good job that I’d brought the camera bag then.
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
I am looking back today. It is the 8th anniversary of my father's passing and it feels like just yesterday. I love and miss him more than ever. Please spend time with those you love.
Take care.
Blue Ringtail Damselfly (Austrolestes annulosus) female
The first Damselfly of the season. She didn't pick the best place to perch for a photo and didn't stay long enough for me to get another image.
Red-backed shrike (Lanius collurio) female perched on a reed.
Samica gąsiorka (Lanius colurio) siedząca na trzcinie.