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abstraction of a bridge that is not accessible anymore. it used to be the only way to my house yet, years ago, it was replaced by a modern bridge. i have taken many photos while on this bridge or Mud River below. now it is so warped, i am not allowed to even walk on it. time and nature provides so much stuff to photograph!
This male red winged blackbird was calling out to any female that might show interest. It's Spring, after all!
This yellowhammer was calling from his low perch close to a path,presumably to his mate who was close-by.
Normally a very wary bird but on some areas of Dartmoor they have become accustomed to people and will sometimes allow you to get really close,as on this occasion.
Taken on Dartmoor,Devon.
Floral pigments have a large role to play in pollination of flowers by animals. This flower's radiating lines led directly to the pollen filled center of the blossom.
This is my old phone that I came across a couple of years ago. I love flea markets. This baby sure is a heavy piece of equipment.
That Grand kids find it interesting.
Smile on Saturday
Faith is the response to something which is calling us from the timeless part of our reality. Sydney Carter
Una sesión de fotografía nocturna en compañía de buenos amigos con una embarcación abandonada.
Muchas gracias a todos los amigos de Flickr por vuestras visitas, comentarios y favoritas.
A nighttime photography session with good friends on an abandoned boat.
Many thanks to all Flickr friends for your visits, comments and favorites.
"A flash of harmless lightning, A mist of rainbow dyes, The burnished sunbeams brightening From flower to flower he flies."
John B. Tabb
I have fond memories of watching hummingbirds celebrate the existence of Butterfly Bush flowers.
A tree swallow (Tachycineta bicolor, Hirundinidae) calling while perched on a willow branch at Terrell's Island Preserve in Winnebago County between Oshkosh and Omro, Wisconsin
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I was alerted to this Great Crested Grebe by the sound of its young calling for food. Unfortunately the young was hidden behind reeds and for most of the time so was this parent. This photo was therefore taken through a brief gap in the reed cover.
I’m not sure what variety of Dahlia this is, but I’m calling it ‘Jazzberry’ based on its vibrant, fuchsia color. Photographed at the Enabling Garden in Altoona, Iowa.
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I am calling you
Can't you hear me
I am calling you
A hot dry wind blows right through me
Your baby's crying and I can't sleep
But we all know a change is coming
Coming closer, sweet release
I am calling you
I know you hear me
I am calling you
Oh, whoa, yeah. Oh
I am calling you
I am calling you
Happy New Year! The male Tufted Duck is generally silent except during courtship when it makes a low whistle. I was lucky to hear this one during September on one of the shallow lakes at Slimbridge.
I went to Second Norway to rent a slip for our catamaran there! On my way back to the airport I got off the train at a wrong station and got completely lost! Thanks gosh there is virtual Uber!