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Curious courting behavior perhaps......
I spotted these two Red-browed Finches in this pose a couple of weeks ago during a birding session at Hunter Wetlands Centre (Shortland, NSW; Australia).
The finch on top here, started by presenting the grass stalk to the other bird; but then it decided to hop onto the back of the other bird before the pair took off together!
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I hate the semi-annual process of clock change. Don't like how it messes with my circadian rhythms or the mental grogginess it causes (even more than my usual state). But I especially dislike leaving daylight saving time. At this point in the year, sunset is already occurring much too early for my liking. To have the sun setting one hour earlier just cements the feeling of anxiety about re-entering the dark part of the year. It's not the cold of winter that gets to me; it's the massive decrease in the quantity and quality of sunlight. The root of it is a primordial fear of darkness. Nightfall is the perfect breeding ground for the unknown. Easy enough to put that aside on lazy summer nights with their slow rolling, lemonade-sipping sunsets. But November sees darkness crashing down, not just early, but as swiftly as sudden death. And the abruptness of the autumn clock change only worsens a bad situation.
Late afternoon now is very deceptive. Everything at first seems normal until the shadows lengthen and the sun begins to crowd the horizon. Yet still there's enough brightness in the sky to make me believe darkness is still a long way off. Oddly I get this recurrent sense of false hope every day for at least a couple of weeks after the clock change. And every day hope is dashed as darkness envelopes the landscape, each day sooner than the last. Body and mind reluctantly adjust, however it's an uncomfortable process.
One of my many odd rituals is to remain outdoors during sunset on the last night of daylight saving time. I love the idea of experiencing firsthand the final twilight of the bright phase of the year. There's an aspect of facing one's fears in this I suppose. But like many rituals, the original intent is lost or at least muddled over the years of repetition. Anyway it's as breathtaking now as it ever was, and even more so when skies are clear. This year I gathered up a Jack-O-Lantern which I carved especially for this moment and headed off into a clearing in the woods about a half hour before sunset. I lit the candle and just sat down to absorb the atmosphere. The approach of darkness can be felt as much as observed. It felt like weight pressing down on me as the temperature began to dip and color began to fade from the landscape. The color goes first, then shadows replace texture. And soon there's nothing left but soft glow on the horizon in the direction the sun recently occupied. Less than an hour to watch it all slip away.
have you ever checked out soni avileva's work? deviant behavior is a funky shop where you can try on demos live on the spot without unboxing. what a unique experience! i haven't seen this anywhere else. i happened to find his work on flickr by accident and was totally curious.
when you arrive, you're greeted by some really lovely helpful ladies and the layout of the shop is by body type. the textures are really good and everything seems to be sold in fatpacks at a very reasonable price. i wanted to buy everything but ended up walking away with this body suit and two other dresses. one you can see here.
be sure to check out upstairs, where the deviant ladies hang out. however, don't accidentally get too close... some of them bite ;)
p.s. if you have time to flick through soni's flickr his parties looks epic XD i want to go to the next one lol!
I could not help it . . .
I was constantly stopping when I spotted an interesting photo opportunity.
My passenger was annoyed.
This photo was taken by an Asahi Pentax 6 X 7 medium format film camera and Super-Multi-Coated Takumar/6X7 1:4.5/75mm lens with a Zenza Bronica 82mm L-1A filter using Fuji 160NS [220] film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
A Cham shepherdess at work in south central Vietnam. The Cham people are a predominantly Muslim ethnic minority group who live mostly in south central Vietnam. They are descendants of Austronesian people who arrived in Vietnam by boat from Sumatra, Borneo, and the Malay peninsula. The Champa Kingdom flourished in this part of Vietnam for millenia until they were conquered by the Kinh people (descendants of modern day Vietnamese). Today most Cham people make their livelihood in fishing and agriculture, including the raising of sheep.
This is our only breeding Hummer at this altitude (8600 ft. msl). The other common NM breeding Hummer is the Black-chinned, found at lower altitudes. In the fall, the Broad-tailed Hummingbirds up here are joined by their close cousins: Rufous. Rufous breeds in the Pacific Northwestern States and they pass through our region only on their fall southward migration. Because they are of the same genus, the ID determination then gets more challenging, but only for the females and juveniles.
IMG_7459; Broad-tailed Hummingbird
This black guillemot (Cepphus grylle) was engaged in a three-way fluting conversation. It is sitting in front of its cave and looking upwards to another fluter sitting on the ledge about 2m above this cave.
Diese Gryllteiste (Cepphus grylle) war Teil einer 3-seitigen Flötkonversation. Sie sitzt vor ihrer Höhle und schaut hinauf, zu einem anderen Flötling ca 2m über ihrer Höhle.
Diederik Cuckoos are brood parasites. They lay a single egg in the nest of another bird species, generally that of a Village Weaver. The Weavers thus raise the Cuckoo’s chick. In this shot, a male Cuckoo is exhibiting an aggressive behavior towards a male Village Weaver, which stopped in the same tree. While I observed, several weavers did the same, and each time the male Cuckoo pretended to attack them. In the meantime, the female Cuckoo sat motionless in the same tree, fixated on the palm tree where the colony of weavers was nesting. She was timing the ins and outs of female weavers to carefully select its target nest. I stood right next to the tree only a couple of yards away from the female Cuckoo. I tried unsuccessfully to distract her for a moment, but she was completely fixated on the nesting weavers and was oblivious to my presence. She had no time to waste, being ready to lay her precious descendance.
Leucophaeus pipixcan juvenile, & Thalasseus elegans,
Morro Strand State Beach,
Morro Bay, California
I believe the backstory is that the very small gull had just gotten chased by a larger gull and it happened to land in proximity with the tern. Apparently both took offense with the other's presence. The tern was one of a mass of about 600, most of which had appeared along this shore the day before. The Franklin's Gull is a rare bird locally, had been present since August 25, and was not seen after the day of this photo, August 31.
Podilymbus podiceps,
Atascadero Lake,
San Luis Obispo Co., California
The bird at left had been tending four chicks as I heard but could not see the bird (calling excitedly) at right approaching, both swimming toward each other. This connection happened quickly and I did not see a fish exchanged. In a brief search I could not find this behavior explained, but I believe it is a pair-bonding greeting. Seconds later the chicks swam up to join these adults.
Lady, i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile,shyly obscene
E.E. Cummings
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Bighorn rams demonstrating the effects of high altitude testosterone with the beginning of their rutting activities. All rights reserved.
This buck is standing in early morning light and rubbing his hocks together. This stimulates the tarsus glands located there and causes them to flow a secretion down his leg. He marks a scrape by urinating down his legs, mixing the urine and tarsus secretion. Then he works this into the ground to leave his scent. Our beautiful world, pass it on.
Habitat : Forests
Food : Seeds
Nesting : Tree
Behavior : Foliage Gleaner
Concervation : Low Concern
When they return, a sure sign that fall is here.
"The Purple Finch is the bird that Roger Tory Peterson famously described as a “sparrow dipped in raspberry juice.” For many of us, they’re irregular winter visitors to our feeders, although these chunky, big-beaked finches do breed in northern North America and the West Coast. Separating them from House Finches requires a careful look, but the reward is a delicately colored, cleaner version of that red finch. Look for them in forests, too, where you’re likely to hear their warbling song from the highest parts of the trees."
- Cornell University Lab of Ornithology
A Touch of Frost Eugenia models Social Behavior fashion from the 2020 Legendary Style Lab collection.
Cathartes aura,
At the edge of the bay,
Morro Bay, California
The disagreement was over some small bits of a dead fish that the bird on left was nibbling.
Ruby-throated Hummingbird perched in the garden de-burring the end of his beak. It is very common to see a Hummingbird perched at the pithy end of a dead branch poking his beak into the soft wood to remove burrs from his beak. You can easily spot a favorite perch by the look of the end of the branch. It will look frayed from the constant poking. They also wipe their beak from side to side on the branch to remove burrs from the sides of their beak. This will leave marks on the side of the branch.
I watched an Anole climb this plastic water pail and reach down to drink from it...
views from the porch...
Brooksville, Florida
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BODY: eBody Reborn
HEAD Lelutka Raven
HAIR: WINGS ER-0305 HAIR
OUTFIT: SIZL ASPEN SET Fatpack
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JEWELS: [Z O O M] Jodi Foye Necklace
Not a great image but a fun catch of the Canyon Wren on the right not liking it at all that the White-crowned Sparrow on the left was hopping over with…an offering? nesting material? who knows!…which it dropped once the Wren moved down into the rock crevasse.
Maasi Mara, Kenya, Africa
These two young baboons could hold their own on any playground. I am always excited to see the rough and tumble play of baboon youngsters.
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A natural amphitheatre with stupendous walls. Just stood there for a while with my mouth open, trying to take it all in.
Sinawava is Coyote, a trickster whose frivolous, irresponsible behavior is constantly causing trouble for everyone around him, but also benefactor and teacher of the people, according to native mythology. Located at the end of Zion Canyon Scenic Drive, the ninth stop on the Zion Shuttle.