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... with a slight chance of rain showers!
But these droplets have come from my watering system :-))
HBW!
Gazania / Mittagsgold, Mittagsblume (Gazania rigens), with moss rose bokeh in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend
If you plant one dandelion, chances are you’ll soon have about eight hundred to pull up.
Dandelions reproduce asexually, so each new dandelion is a genetic copy of its parent plant
You do not do any favors on loving someone
Neither me, neither me
Who invented love was not me
It was not me, was not me
Nor me or anyone else
Love happens in life
You were off guard and by chance I was too
And as chances are important, darling
Of our lives, life also made a chance
my own translation from Nem eu - Dorival Caymmi
in Second Life
The Persian cat is a breed of long-haired cats, one of the oldest and most popular in the world..Now there are about 100 varieties of these cats in color. In the Soviet Union, the first Persian cats appeared only in the late 80s of the last century. They were brought from Europe by diplomats and were very rare..Persian cats can not live outside the house. This is one of the most difficult breeds to care for..Cute animal from the series Seliger cats, a chance meeting on the street of the city of Ostashkov.
Had the chance to drive through an area I call the Snow Geese corridor and came across a pond with a pretty sizable group. Kind of proves the old saying about geese... :)
VIEW LARGE HERE
What is it? It's the No Chance Saloon. It's Bedrock Bar, The End of the Line Cafe, The Bottom of the Sea Rathskeller! Don't you notice the beautiful calm in the atmosphere? That's because it's the last harbor. No one here has to worry about where they're going next, because there is no farther they can go. It's a great comfort to them. Although even here they keep up the appearances of life with a few harmless pipe dreams about their yesterdays and tomorrows, as you'll see for yourself if you're here long.
"The Iceman Cometh" - Eugene O'Neill ( from Act One; Larry )
I took this image nearly a month ago, and not posted it, hoping to get a shot of boxing hares. I think my chance has gone for another year, but hey ho, that's fine. it wouldn't be fun if we got every shot every time :o)
Taken not long after dawn,.
I did not take it lightly that I had the opportunity to photograph the most famous Zamrock band of the 1970s, WITCH or We Intend to Cause Havoc. I am grateful I had a chance to see these greats play in the flesh in my own city. Here's the history of the band:
www.allmusic.com/artist/witch-mn0002380536/biography
Listen here:
witch-zambia.bandcamp.com/album/moving-on-kuomboka
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Domicile, Duhamel, Québec, Canada
Puisque j'ai la chance et le bonheur d'avoir beaucoup de vie sauvage et surtout d'oiseaux chez moi et au alentour ça attire automatiquement les prédateurs...
L'année passée, j'ai creusé la neige et installé ma petite tente camouflage que j'ai adapté avec un drap blanc et des épingle à couche afin d'essayer de me fondre dans le décor. Je voulais essayer de capturer des oiseaux au vol avec mon nouveau boîtier R5 et aussi être plus discret au cas où elle ( la Pie-grièche ) viendrait qu'à se présenter autour de mon installation # 2 de mangeoires sur les rives du lac là ou la lumière est favorable une partie de la journée et qui est son endroit de prédilection pour la chasse aux petits oiseaux pour elle. J'ai eu l'occasion d'observer cette superbe Pie-grièche à plusieurs reprises lors de mes sessions de photographie, elle a même attaqué des Gros-bec errant avec succès à ma grande surprise bien que ces proies favorites était beaucoup plus petites. Ce que je peu vous affirmez avec certitude c'est que c'est très rapide et très farouche comme oiseau de proie...
P.s Si vous vous demandez pourquoi je n'affiche pas plus sur Flickr et que j'avais délaissé le média et bien ce matin j'ai seulement 0.06 Mbps de Download et 0.04 Mbps de Upload chez moi... C'est long en maudit afficher une photo et commenter vos photos chaque jour...
Residence, Duhamel, Quebec, Canada
Since I am very lucky to have a lot of wild life and especially birds at home and around it automatically it attracts predators...
Last year, I dug the snow and set up my little camouflage tent, which I adapted with a bed white sheet and diaper pins to hold it to try to blend in with the snow. I wanted to try to capture birds in flight with my new R5 camera and also be more discreet in case it (the Northern Shrike) just happened to show up around my feeders installation # 2 on the shores of the lake where the light is favorable part of the day and the favorite hunting spot for small birds for the Shrike. I had the opportunity to observe this superb Northern Shrike several times during my photography sessions. It even attacked Evening Grosbeaks successfully to my surprise although here favorite preys were much smaller birds and mouses. What I can tell you with certainty is that it is very fast and very skittish bird of prey...
Ps If you're wondering why I don't post more on Flickr and that I had neglected the media, well this morning I only have 0.06 Mbps of Download and 0.04 Mbps of Upload at home... It's a long time to post and comment on your photos every day...
an image from the beginning of our journey 8 days ago which pretty much sums up the emotion of being on Icelandic roads.
Happy Monochrome Monday!
CREDITS:
Unorthodox Chance Hair + Hat @MAINSTORE
[LOB] MILLER SHIRT @EQUAL10
SIGNATURE GIANNI BODY
CATWA HEAD STANLEY
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A Chance Encounter..
Peaches.. The smell of peaches captured my attention..
It was unusual for such a crisp autumn day
Looking up from my usual coffee and paper morning routine to find its source..
I saw her.. she was young.. yet elegantly dressed with a sophisticated presence..
She was struggling with a huge great Dane.. which gave me a chuckle as he did not want to walk any further and he was clearly winning the argument.
She sat down and ordered ..I glanced back at my paper, but something about her demanded my attention..
A slight breeze blew by as she tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears..
I grabbed my sketch book and tried to capture her in that moment..
I began to wonder.. let my mind drift and a story began to form.. surprising myself as many months had past without any.
Words.. began to flow it was difficult to keep up with..
I look up.. she had gone.. small sense of disappointment flashed across my mind.. but smiling knowing the story had just begun.
Perpetuity Sim
The third shot I took of the low winter sun rising!
As November turns into December the early mornings can be masked in mist, bright and clear like this, or most often grey and dull. So I tend to grab the chance of the bright photogenic mornings to shoot as much as I can ... to take me through the dull wet mornings 😊
My apologies - but this one seemed perfect for the Saturday Smile challenge of "sunrise". The previous 2 are in the first comment field
HCC and HSoS ;o)
Cliche and Smile on Saturday: Here
iPhone shots: Here
My drive by shots: Here
Local places of interest: Here
Body: Lara from Maitreya
Head: Catya from Catwa
Skin: Adrianne new from Glam Affair @ Collabor88
Hair: Iroha new version from Argrace
Dress: Katie from CandyDoll
Panties: Lara Mesh Panties from Maitreya
Tattoo: Syssy from Juna at eBENTO
Sunglasses and Pose: Basic Sunglasses and Pose 4 from CNZ at eBENTO
Lyrics:
Great titles do nothing Beautiful slogans mean nothing Love is a sentimental hodgepodge Write, look, die, fight, then lose it We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone This sick ambition up closle will turn any plan into ashes We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together Out of breath The pulse quickens Out of breath The pulse quickens Great titles do nothing They'll not see their own pride The ego got lost in its thoughts, exits, profits Too much loss In love with numbers, drinks, exposed to another shot This sick ambition up closle will turn any plan into ashes We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together Out of breath The pulse quickens Out of breath The pulse quickens
The mother leopard, Kabosso, hurries her 3 month old cub along and out of danger. She was moving him to a safer location away from a group of hyenas. They would kill the youngster if given a chance.
Masai Mara
cassie had a fun live stream today that Alvie was the model, she offered us a chance to edit the photo as well and so this is my version, hope yall like it!
thank you cassie!
As I waited for the fog to clear somewhat for another photo, I saw this silver birch tree behind me. Love how it's given itself a fighting chance to grab some sunlight from underneath the canopy of pine trees. I guess I'm rooting for it (pun well and truly intended).
...driving down a local country lane to capture frost and fog saw these Roe Deer running across a field knowing they would cross this track,so jumped out of the car and quickly took this-very much-grab shot!
I always get so excited when I get a chance to go into Austin, like I did this past weekend, because I know I'll always visit Zilker Gardens to see if the water lilies are in bloom. Saturday they were!
Explore #71 on Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Had chance to spent the weekend in the Lakes, the colours are looking great at the moment. Thanks for looking.
©mattoliver
Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
My best photos are here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
More TICINO/TESSIN Wildlife Photos (all taken in my garden in Monteggio/Ti, Switzerland): it.lacerta-bilineata.com/ramarro-occidentale-lacerta-bili...
If you're interested, you'll find a more detailed closeup here (it's the 8th photo from the top): www.lacerta-bilineata.com/western-green-lizard-lacerta-bi...
My latest ANIMAL VIDEO (it's very brief but pretty unusual: a tiny wall lizard attacks two young great tits): www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQqkSsyrm7E
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on in the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊