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Stockentenpaar | Pair of mallards
Their behaviour is described in the well-known German children's song ‘Alle meine Entchen’. Here are the lyrics:
Alle meine Entchen
Schwimmen auf dem See
Schwimmen auf dem See
Köpfchen in das Wasser
Schwänzchen in die Höh'
My translation:
All my little ducklings
Are swimming on the lake
Are swimming on the lake
Their heads are in the water
Their tails up in the air
This song has the simplest melody imaginable: upload.wikimedia.org/score/0/q/0ql2zr3n5lzbcbfxcl5w8mssf9...
I took this photo in the Floridsdorfer Wasserpark in Floridsdorf, the 21st district of Vienna.
Laid back, but not very easy going.
During the mating season, male coots will act aggressively towards other males to establish and/or protect a breeding area. One behaviour I've seen lots is running and flapping aggressively towards a rival at high speed. On rare occasion, I've seen them engage in a classic coot fight. I had never seen it up close.
As shown in the photo, they lay back in the water with their wings stretched out behind them. They will then spar with the legs, trying to get an advantage over the other coot. If they can, they will push themselves upright with their wings while pushing the other combatant underwater. Injury or worse is not unheard of.
There must have been something in the water on this day, as the fighting seemed to be constant amongst many different pairs. This behaviour is no longer a rare event for me to witness.
...after you smell your own bottom.
Little Africa was grooming herself and was at the bathroom end when she got a whiff of, well herself.
"The flehmen response is an animal behavior in which the animal curls back the upper lip. This exposes the front teeth and gums of the animal. This is actually a means through which the pheromones and certain scents are transferred into the vomeronasal organ."
After 4 bird shots with interesting behaviour and/or action, this one is definitely second tier. But it's my first decent Say's Phoebe shot, and my first from Grasslands National Park - we don't see them often in my area. I was able to walk right up to this bird as it perched on top of a collapsing old ranch building on the former Larson holdings (Walt Larson was the first local rancher to agree to sell when Parks Canada began acquiring land for the new park in the 1980s, always on a willing buyer, willing seller basis).
That's nothing but sky in the background, btw. I promised to end this series of "birds on blue" with a water background, and that's coming right up, probably later today, a rare double upload day for me.
Photographed in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2022 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
Mallotus villosus, know in eastern Canada as capelin, breed on the stony beaches of Newfoundland each summer. They 'roll' up onto the beaches on the incoming waves in massive numbers to lay their eggs, after which they catch the next wave back into the ocean.
However, some do get stranded too high on the beach. The fish will then flip and flop to try getting back down to where the water is. Some fail. There are three basic techniques they seem to use. Some will twist/roll. Others employ a 'moonwalk' technique where they undulate their bodies, tail first, down the beach. They will also pivot on their nose, as shown in this image.
The fish prefer to breed on beaches with smaller gravel, like this one. All the little whitish/brownish balls you see, that looks almost like sand, are eggs, but the individual in the photo is a male so it only contributed the milk that contains the spermatozoa that fertilizes the eggs. The males develop stronger colours on their back and enlarged pelvic fins. Females are more silver/white on the sides and will have a swollen abdomen due to all the eggs. If conditions are not right, they will also breed off-shore.
The photo isn't the best, but does illustrate most of the points noted above.
I've no idea what's going on in this pic, other than the awesome behaviour of nature and what's going on inside the camera — particularly the strobe-like artefacts, but mostly the bounce!
a drop of rainwater from a drainpipe into a water butt outside Rob's
An adult male (foreground) and his male offspring practice hunting for ants on the ground in a wooded area. Adults teach basic hunting and nesting skills to the young in the season after they fledge, and then in the fall the young go their separate ways. Because ants are the primary food for Pileated Woodpeckers, fallen and rotting logs are easy ways to find them low to the ground. Or they might just wander through the grass in search of ants! In this case, I assume the adult either had found ants on the forest floor in this area or saw them when out with his young son. They hunted the ground around some Red Pines for about a half hour.
I was getting ready to head home when I saw them in the late afternoon. Having seen them, I began cautiously dropping down on my stomach - trying to avoid looking like a predator for the Woodpeckers, and frankly trying to look a bit less like an old man who will worry about getting up later. The birds noticed me but weren’t concerned enough to change their behaviours.
I only managed a snapshot of this interesting behaviour. I wasn't sure if these were two males, facing off, or a courting couple?
Marsh Harrier attacking Buzzard which was sitting too close to the Harrier's nest site. Fascinating to watch. The Buzzard eventually gave up and left..
If a mate can't walk on water he will be out of luck.
A combination of up to 20 steps per second, forceful slaps on the water’s surface with splayed feet, and an unusual stride help these grebes defy gravity
Isle Lake
The Black Redstart (female), they always interest me because of their behaviour. Always on their post to watch insects flying by or land on a flower/ grass. Photographed this one in late afternoon light in an orcahrd.
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It can happen to anyone, from any walk of life.
20 years ago I had a career that I was incredibly proud of, saving lives, I had a home, mortgage, car and disposable income. I was confident and, even though I hate to blow my own trumpet, I was incredibly good at the work that I did.
I was, however, bullied, harassed, abused, belittled and ostracised by management and many colleagues in a toxic environment where this behaviour had spread like a cancer. This went on daily for 13 years. I thought that I was 'ignoring' it and just knuckling down in my work. I didn't know, until it was too late, that this was damaging both my physical and mental health.
After some time off due to a stress breakdown I returned and the bullying turned into a witch hunt. They succeeded. My mental and physical health had been destroyed. I was wrongly advised to resign by a union that had representatives embedded in management. I was too unwell to pursue any means of recompense.
Losing my career lead to my first Takotsubo Cardiomyopathy attack. This one was nearly fatal.
I have suffered from Complex Post-traumatic Stress Disorder (CPTSD) for at least 20 years as a direct result of this. Only finally receiving help for the condition last year after years of medical denial because the establishment at the time did not understand the connection between non-life threatening instances and PTSD despite mounting evidence. Thankfully it is much better understood today.
The bullies took my career, my confidence, my identity, my physical health, my mental health and now they have taken my relationship and my home. My ex being unable to cope with my PTSD and reacting to it in a way that was making it worse in a cycle that just destroyed our relationship.
Now, unable to work and unable to claim benefits for the moment, unwell, terrified and struggling at times to cope with basic life things, I am facing this horrendous situation that is so daunting there are times that my thoughts go to a very dark place.
I never imagined any of this would happen to me. I was on top of the world back in the early 2000s. The best time of my entire life.
Maybe I deserved this. Maybe I did something terrible in a former life. I don't know. I can't make sense of it.
I don't want to give up just yet. I want to fight back. I just have so little actual physical support. PTSD can cause isolation. Distrust. Withdrawal.
I have lost my few best friends since moving to Scotland for numerous reasons outside of my control. My family are 300 miles away and offer just loving thoughts. I am on my own.
On Friday I will be completely on my own for the first time in 20 years. This time without the confidence and abilities I had back then. I have to try and find them but without safety, comfort and familiarity I face an impossible task. It can take monumental effort just to cook a simple meal. PTSD is a terrible thing to have.
I am sharing my story as I don't know when or how I will return to Flickr.
Photography has been my recovery. My saviour from PTSD. An adrenaline kick from street photography, the excitement of the edit when you return home. Sharing my photographs with you and taking time to enjoy your photographs. The Flickr routine has kept my sanity and been an important part of my day for years now. I fully intend to return but the odds are against me at least for the moment.
Some of you wanted to help by donating towards the expensive Internet costs I will face in temporary housing.
I hate asking for help but please know that I am incredibly grateful for the help that I have received, both financially and otherwise. Just knowing that people care is a help in itself.
If you wish to keep in touch with me via WhatsApp while I am unable to get my PC online then please Flickrmail me your contact details. (bearing in mind that over the next few days my time is limited).
My PC will be packed tomorrow so I may make one more post before I go. I'll make sure it is a happier picture.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I am profoundly thankful for the friendships and acquaintances that I have made here. You are all wonderful, awesome people. Thank you.
Homelessness can happen to anyone.
I find this shot of the rather light coloured red deer stag quite amusing... I know why it's doing what it's doing but my 15 year old mindset can't help but think it's just being rather rude to the other deer!
Well, I see my tree trimmer is here. Usually they prefer cedar but they have already trimmed them out of reach. Now they are settling for spruce.
Around our village, people who have cedar hedges surround them with snow fencing in late fall, to stop the deer from eating all the foliage. They even have to double up on the height by joining two rolls. one on top of the other. Burlap wrap doesn't even slow them down, they just chew it off. No one seems to mind though, and accepts it as part of living in an area surrounded by bush and wildlife. The deer are only here in the winter, though.. so not a problem for summer plants.
Most people love watching all the deer and we have people driving by our place slowly to see them.
Amsterdam - Nieuwe Achtergracht.
The Roeterseiland Campus of the University of Amsterdam is an open city campus designed to offer future-proof teaching and research facilities. The Faculties of Economics and Business and Social and Behavioural Sciences are located at the Roeterseiland campus.
I made an album cover for cactus island recordings.
This is an awesome compilation with beautiful music inside!
I'm very happy with this work, is very special to me and one of my song is on it.
Released: 16th february, close to valentines day ; )
more info: www.cactusisland.net
This egret isn't taking off to fly it is jumping up and down, trying to drum up some lunch in the shallows of the estuary. I was mesmerized watching it run around in a circle, flapping and jumping from one spot to another. I have only ever seen them slowly 'stalking' their dinner. Sorry the photos are dark but it was a really grey day with little light.
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Things are changing within the pride. The girls are growing up and because they are remaining at the zoo and not being moved to another zoo, they needed to be implanted so no inbreeding would occur.
This was the day that happened and Milo was far more concerned about his girls than Misty was.
Both Milo & Kiros walked by the den doors doing their low lion grunts.
It surprised me that the boys were more concerned than Misty the mum.
To me zoo photography or any sort of animal photography is about knowing animal behaviour and if you know and preempt their behaviour you can ready yourself to what may unfold.
Most animals after they wake will yawn, (like Khumbu here )stretch and maybe shake or they will simply change position. Around their feed times they usually are a lot more active and will often move about their enclosure waiting for their meal, which is another opportunity to get different shots.
Knowing these behaviours and waiting for them pays off.