CHUCKS? YEAHH, OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!
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I finally decided to post some of our favorite photos of our four legged child, because, as I discovered recently, someone else I know here on Flickr had done so with a little friend he lost a few years back with a very beautiful caption. I stared at the photo for some time. It saddened but inspired me. Chuck had developed cancer. The quality of his life had started to diminish. My wife and I agreed we would never let him suffer. It was time to let him go. I had only posted two photos prior to this because it was difficult and we still missed him. He gave us 14 glorious years. He gave us 100 percent of his love and loyalty day in and day out. He will always be cherished, fondly remembered, and spoken about often. He was a total joy!!
I feel so sad about the news that Chuck ~~Chuck's~~Photos~~ passed away last night. He was an active member and moderator of many groups and well known to so many members here.
Our world in photos (No people)
Photos Thru Your Lens(NO PEOPLE)
I met Chuck here on Flickr over 12 years ago and considered him a very dear virtual friend. My most sincere condolences to his wife Brenda and the family. This is my personal tribute to him. ✝
We’ve found (meaning other sharp eyed people found) two of this interesting bird in fairly dense vegetation. Its name comes from its call: Chuck-will’s-widow. I played the call on the internet and somewhat get the connection. It is in the nightjar family and hunts at night, finding the same or nearly the same branch to sleep on during the day. I visited it several times and was rewarded only with closed or partially open eyes. Finally, it was active: if you can call it that. It would rock sideways, look around, scratch and go back to sleep. I counted myself lucky. Reminded me of how I sleep, without the rocking that is. I read that it eats insects as well as small birds and bats. Now that would be something to see. Its bill is small, as shown by the image, but opens wide. (Antrostomus carolinensis) (Sony a9iii, 200-600 lens @ 600mm, 1/80 second, f/6.3, ISO 3200)
Eucalyptus Weevil (Gonipterus sp.)
I watched this Weevil climb up this stem until it came to the end, then it 'chucked a ewie' (did a u-turn)
to go back down.
The Memphis Red Sox were an American Negro League baseball team that was active from 1920 to 1959. Originally named the Barber College Baseball Club, the team was initially owned and operated by Arthur P. Martin, a local Memphis barber. In the late 1920s the Martin brothers, all three Memphis doctors and businessmen, purchased the Red Sox. J. B. Martin, W. S. Martin, and B. B. Martin, would retain control of the club till its dissolution in 1959. The Red Sox played as members, at various times, of the Negro Southern League, Negro National League, and Negro American League. The team was never a titan of the Negro Leagues like wealthier teams in northern cities of the United States, but sound management lead to a continuous thirty-nine years of operation, a span that was exceeded by very few other teams. Following integration the team had five players that would eventually make the rosters of Major League Baseball teams and two players that were inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame.
Chuck, Broad Street's vigilant crossing watchman highballs another one. The Griffith crossing watchman job was a high-seniority EJ&E position. I believe Chuck worked it up until his retirement.
The position has long since been abolished.
Griffith, Indiana. Fall of 1974.
The Resurrection Fern is an evergreen fern that is typically found growing on trees (especially leaning tree trunks and Live Oak trees, fallen logs, stumps
We spotted this chuckwalla sunning himself (or herself) when we stopped for lunch. I dragged my long lens around all week and this was the only time I used it.
It's a little known fact that all chuckwallas call themselves Chuck, whether it's a boy or a girl.
Common Chuckwalla
Sauromalus ater
Death Valley National Park
The New Orleans Square Block party in Broken Arrow had Chuck working the soundboard wiring. I had to crop because of the umbrella pole along the right side.
"all my life i had been looking for something, and everywhere i turned someone tried to tell me what it was. i accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. i was naïve. i was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which i, and only i, could answer. it took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that i am nobody but myself."
~ ralph ellison