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I discovered this bumblebee early on a cool morning, balanced
precariously in between two hosta flowers - doing its morning calisthenics to wake up and warm up to get ready for a busy day. Notice the damage on the hosta flowers due to smails!
I got so excited folks when he started his morning calisthenics my finger got stuck to the shutter release for to to many shots, he was quite the poser for sure, this will be the last of this beauty.
Thank you for visiting folks, hope a great and safe Holiday was had by everyone, greaty to see you all.
Much of the time when we are watching shorebirds we see a number of them hopping around on one leg or just standing stalk still on one leg. It is easy to think that they may be crippled or injured but it is believed that this is their way of conserving body heat.
This species nests in the Hudson Bay area in the lowlands among the wet bogs. The nest will contain normally 4 eggs which the female incubates for about 23 days.
They are never far from water.
This bird was totally alone doing its morning calisthenics when I first found it but within a couple of hours it was joined by a few more.
Cheers to all my fantastic flickr friends! !~!~!
Duck Calisthenics on a Sunday morning !!! a one, and a two, and a #$@%^$#$$! lol!
Long-billed Corella (Cacatua tenuirostris)
I went for an early wander to the Heathdale - Glen Orden Wetlands this morning - early to avoid the heat of the day. It was 18.5°C (65.3°F) when I left home at 0645 hrs. By the time I got home around 0930 it had risen to 34°C (93.2°F) and now at 1430 it is sitting on 38.9°C (102°F). The first real Summer day we have had this year!
As I came up the D 1 Drain Reserve this one a several of his family arrived on the Derrimut Rd. power lines and proceeded to have a morning calisthenics session. Images to follow in coming days.
Wishing everyone a Happy New Year.
What is this wee little piping plover up to? No, it’s not doing beachside calisthenics. In fact, it’s reversing direction to escape the powerful force of the wave headed in its direction. This precocial, four-day-old cotton ball with legs has been searching for small invertebrates churned up in the wake as the waves pull back out to sea. Yup, they are that smart already! On high alert, it dashes quickly away as the waves roll back into shore. Seriously, don't mess with nature! It knows what it needs. <3 #sharetheshore
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Photography’s new conscience
The apparent satisfaction from daily exercise,
this was the bears natural pose!!
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He was doing quite a bit of stretching before this .... one wing at a time; letting it hang straight down and then turning sideways and even putting tail feathers up to one side while bent over to the other side. Then, he turned around with wings outstretched for balance and kind of lifted one foot and then the other....in what looked ike a little tap dance....... and, then....... flew off towards the nest and went around in a big circle above and to the side of the nest tree. He sailed up a bit higher in a second circle..... not even moving his wings really ...just adjusting tail feathers and using one wing ever so slightly, and not often, in a bit of movement to keep to the circle.... on and on he soared just using the thermal currents.... and circling ever higher. And then...he was so high he went in and out of some misty cloud and still kept going. ... so far up that finally I couldn't see him at all...... gone.... into the stratosphere. No wonder he was doing some calisthenics before his big show. I waited to see if he would sail down...but 5 minutes and no show.... must have sailed off to go fishing or something.
Wow. I had goosebumps. Never seen them do that before. But then...up until November, I had never seen an eagle before. I feel so privileged to see them... and to be able to get some photos of them.
Male Bald Eagle (his Missus was sitting on eggs in the nest) ...
European White Stork (Ciconia ciconia),
flapping to get dry after taking a bath.
Mallard duck for size comparison.
A northern pintail drake greets the rising sun with a series of wing flaps, warming up the flight muscles and drying off the primary feathers.
The number of northern pintails waxes and wanes annually at Bosque del Apache- this winter there were more than the previous year (personal observation). However like many avian species pintail numbers have declined precipitously in the past, with an estimated 75% decline in the global population since 1966.
Smiley the cat does a short series of calisthenics before jumping down from the wall she was perched on.
Grote Zaagbek ♀ - Female Goosander
or Common Merganser (Mergus Merganser).
Only here in winter.
Soon new photo ops.
I spent most of the afternoon working out with my daffies.
Some serious shots, some whimsical, some surprises!
What a way to "slide" into the new week!
Have a Happy Sliders Sunday, everyone!
This is dedicated to one of my oldest, dearest flickr friends
who no longer posts, but stays in shape at the Y . . .
where he exercises and teaches on his breaks from
a real job!
I photographed this energetic snail one rainy morning in my garden. I guess it was limbering up for the day's adventures. The shot was taken in June 2021, with my trusty Olympus digital camera. Enjoy and stay well.
While carefully balancing on your right foot, extend the left wing to fullest extent backwards whilst forcing onlookers to guess where the left leg has been stashed.. (Later shots showed it restored to biped status).
when i was looking into my stream i felt like i would need a punchy nightimage again so i looked into my system what i had laying around, made some little tweaks to round up the previopus edit and here it is. enjoy the story behind the scenes cause one evening i was getting home from the calisthenics park and when crossing the bridge i stopped got my camera out of my bag captured one long exposure, jumped back on my bike and continued my ride. that's the way most of my pictures are made. in a rush. like all these people rushing home in their cars without seeing the beauty around them. everybody going their way, in their car, alone, forever lonely. sad world.
Hungerburg Station - Innsbruck, Tirol
Architektur: Zaha Hadid
Athlet: Patrick Pisch
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In Explore #216 (16.2.2022)
Old school cut & paste (scissors & glue) collage created for the blog with a weekly theme:
The Kollage Kit
THEME: Make a collage about an "ism"
I can’t help it (I know it’s anthropomorphizing) but I laugh when I look at this since to me the bird looks like it is doing calisthenics. In truth it was balancing on a slippery overturned canoe.
From Wiki; The river cooter basks on logs or sun-warmed rocks, and is frequently found in the company of other aquatic basking turtles (sliders and painteds) sometimes piled up on top of each other. All are quick to slip into the water if disturbed. Diurnal by nature, P. concinna wakes with the warming sun to bask and forage. It can move with surprising speed in the water and on land. It is not unusual for it to wander from one body of fresh water to another, but many individuals seem to develop fairly large home ranges, which they seldom or never leave. It sleeps in the water, hidden under vegetation. In areas that are quite warm it remains active all winter, but in cooler climes can become dormant during the winter for up to two months, in the mud, underwater. It doesn't breathe during this time of low metabolism, but can utilize oxygen from the water, which it takes in through the cloaca. The river cooter prefers to be well hidden under aquatic plants during the winter dormancy period or while sleeping each night.
Rocky Raccoon: Have to grab my ankle with my teeth to move it forward, then again and again...Slow going!
Then suddenly he stopped and ambled away...
Morning calisthenics?
Sixty years ago toward the end of July each summer, my folks packed me into our faithful dark green 1951 Buick Special and dropped me off for a week long Bible Camp at Lake Koronis near Paynesville, Minnesota. The week was a great respite from the drudgery of farm work that filled my days on the farm.
The camp was where many aspiring young people eagerly met to sort through a pool of potential mates from several surrounding states while innocently using Bible study as a method of approach.
Each morning except for closing day on Sunday, an amateur trumpet player would irritate us campers as he pierced the early morning hour waking us up for a day of festivities.
The first order of the day called for everyone to groggily assemble on an open part of the campgrounds where we were led by a dear man, Jay Walden from Minneapolis, who had a great voice he used to lead the campers in calisthenics that he exuberantly started off with jumping jacks while atop a picnic table.
There was a great variance in enthusiasm from his audience. There were a few compliant campers that were like this swan but for the most part the majority were more similar to the half dozen ducks directly behind the swan to the right who are quite content to sit and watch and probably make murmured comments.
(Photographed near Cambridge, MN)