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For a brief moment, the sun illuminated the Burlington lift bridge. I stitched together a few shots and liked the way the pylons curve into the distance.
While returning from a birding trip, sighted a pair of kingfishers on the roadside. I suppose they were siblings since there were 3-4 near each other and there was 4-5 feet red soil wall near a small stream which is usually the nesting place for kingfishers. And as we stopped, this kingfishers dived into the fields below and this one came up with a crab. Both had a brief fight, but the one with the catch persisted and flew away to another place.
The White Throated Kingfishers are the most common kingfishers found in the country and they can be pretty much everywhere in the countryside, large parks, and woods as well. This is the end of the nesting season and hence we are seeing a and hearing a lot of them. But a sudden onset of heavy rains in the summer has quietened bird and nesting activity very much.
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An osprey rises out of the Indian River Inlet in coastal Delaware, a fresh catch clutched in its talons. I was camping at Delaware Seashore State Park, and as evening settled in and the tide began to shift, a group of ospreys started circling over the inlet. I grabbed my camera and the longest zoom lens I had with me, then found a spot along the rocky bank to watch for a while. It was a beautiful time of day, calm and golden, with the birds diving one after another into the water in search of a meal.
I was firing off shots as best I could, trying to track whichever bird flew into frame. Most of them veered away, but this one came up and, for a brief moment, was angled straight toward me. When I reviewed the burst later, I was happy to see that I had managed to capture part of the action just after its dive.
I do not usually photograph birds or spend much time bird-watching, but that evening reminded me how peaceful it can be to sit by the water, watch, and try to capture a small piece of the rhythm unfolding around you.
♪♫ Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right
Catch my breath, no one can hold me back, I ain't got time for that
Catch my breath, won't let them get me down, it's all so so simple now
You helped me see
The beauty in everything ♪♫
www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8hjEYTpwE8
In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty, I want to be
In the warm hold of your loving mind
To feel you all around me
And to take your hand, along the sand
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Cape Penguin (Previously called the Jackass Penguin because of the noise they make.)losing its fluffy baby coat at Boulders Beach Simons Town near Cape Town. The birds nest among the bushes at the top of the beach and wander down to the water to swim, catch fish and preen.
Two bald eagles go after the same dead duck at Loess Bluffs National Wildlife Refuge near Mound City, Mo. Neither ended up with the duck as it dropped to the ground.
Come catch me babe, I'm fallin
Come n save me baby, I'm calling
Come and be with me babe
Come as you are
Come catch a fire babe
Don't let me fade away
Don't let me fade away
Come catch a feeling
It left a fire in me
Eyes wide open
I'm dreaming
Come catch a feeling, it's electryfying me
Eyes wide open, i'm dreaming
Free falling baby, awake before i'm down
Free falling baby, awake before i'm down
Free falling baby, I need to feel love
Come hold me babe, I need to feel love
These groynes at the beach near Porlock weir just seamed to catch the light of the early morning sun.
Poznan, Poland
Stary Rynek / Wozna
Winter/Dawn
One of my favorite streets to shoot during this time of the year as the sun rises directly along it....gonna have to get up early to catch it though!
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A Cormorant drops its Gudgeon catch, unfortunately though for the Gudgeon it was caught a second time and then swallowed head first.
A brief moment of morning sunrise glow caught by the peaks of the Canadian Rockies in Canmore, Alberta.
i stood on a bench and looked down -- the catchlights are from the sky peeking through the trees.
i know one eye's blurred. i know it's not supposed to be.
i don't do supposed to be well.
i also have no idea what i'm doing, photographically, but i like it.
on the blog: toomanytribbles.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch-light.html