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To all my contact and all those other wonderful people on Flickr: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
I found this amazing flock of sparrows waiting out a snowstorm down by the railroad tracks in Montpelier, Idaho. They didn't seem at all concerned that I was there with a camera. The fence extended in both directions, so this wasn't even the whole flock. Looking at my closer photos, it appears that there was more than one species.
Linda and I visited one of several Amish areas, in Ohio, during 2020.
I believe we saw this pastoral scene on a country road while on our way to Berlin, Ohio.
I loved the way they sort of posed for the shot!
Let this be the day
where we begin
to.
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends.
Thank you, all, for your genuine, unselfish support from day one 'til today. You are amongst my many many blessings in life. I hope all the good things you do come back to you a hundred fold.
A firm handshake, a warm embrace to everyone. Maraming maraming salamat po.
Bicycle at twilight
St. Peters Street,
French Quarters
New Orleans, Louisiana
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"What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility." Tolstoy
Again him with laptop, me with camera.
Keeping track of the babies in the Nymphenburg Palace Park :)
A garantir que não falta nenhum bebé no Parque do Palácio Nymphemburg :)
“And so, another year begins.” Said Sky to his friends.
“Another year? What are you on about, Sky?” Asked Bertie.
“We have just started another year, Bertie.”
“Have we? I didn’t realise we had an old one. Who told you about this?”
“I heard the man say it, Bertie. He said have a happy new year to quite a few hoomans and even the odd bear so I understand.” Explained Sky.
“Interesting, I do wonder what a year is and how he lost the last one and where it went.” Said Barnaby looking confused.
“Me too, Barnaby, shall we look for it and see if we can find it?” Asked Bertie.
“No, I don’t think I will if you don’t mind. You see, I wouldn’t know what it was if I did find it and anyway, what would a bear do with it if one did have it in one’s paw or were even sitting on it? Rather careless of the man to lose the old one though.” Said Barnaby.
“I can understand what you are saying, Barnaby, I don’t think I’ll look either. Posh, do you know what a year is and what it looks like?”
“I almost know, Bertie, for it is a hooman thing. It is a space or period of time.” Explained Posh Bear.
“How did the man lose a space or period of time? It all seems very strange to me. One could lose a jar of honey, well I suppose that might be possible, but a space or period of time… that sounds strange to me.” Said Sky shaking his head in amazement.
“No, you do not understand, hoomans, allot a period, about 365 sleeps, and call it a year and once that space or period of time has passed, they start again. That is called a new year. They count each year as it arrives.” Explained Posh Bear.
“Posh, is 365 more than ten? If so, I am not taking any noticed as it becomes confusing for my bear brain.” Said Barnaby while looking at Sky for confirmation that he was asking a sensible question.
“I agree with Barnaby, I have never found any reason to count to more than ten.” Said Sky.
“What if you have more than ten items that you want to count, Sky?” Asked Posh Bear.
“Simple, I just count to ten and then begin again. So, I might have ten and two or three. Really Posh, I thought you could have worked that out yourself.” Said Sky shaking his head in dismay.
“Well, hoomans do not count like that, Sky. They count beyond ten, so this is year 2024, which is a lot of tens.” Explained Posh Bear.
“Posh, do you know where the man put the year he has lost?” Asked Bertie.
“I said, Bertie, the man didn’t lose the year. It came to an end and so they begin again? Last year was 2023 and so now this year is 2024.” Said Posh Bear wishing he hadn’t got involved in this conversation.
“Well, I’m still not going to look for this lost period or space of time, I didn’t lose it, and so it is not my fault it has gone.” Snapped Bertie.
“I agree with Bertie, I am not looking for it either.” Said Sky.
“Me neither, but I might if I knew what it looked like.” Added Barnaby.
“Anyone bear for honey?” Asked Posh Bear trying to change the subject.
“Good idea, Posh. It is as well we take more care of our honey than the man takes of his period or space of time or we would never have any honey at all.” Said Barnaby.
“Quite right, Barnaby. Come on, let us share a jar of Posh’s honey. You are very kind, Posh, thank you so much for we were wondering how we would get some honey, as we are all out, until it arrives later today.” Said Sky smiling happily.
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Now, remember that the National Audubon Society Great Backyard Count is on this weekend!!!
Have a look at full size! The roos have been breeding up due to good feed these are in Aldinga conservation park just 2 ks from home.7 shot stitch with MS ICE
"Count your blessings."
~ anonymous
view from Sankeien Gardens (Yokohama, Japan)
on Explore: 22 Aug 2009 at #360
I saw this rancher counting these yearlings as they were trailing past him today. Moving yearling cows is kind of like trying to keep track of a bunch of teenagers, so you have to count them to make sure you end up with the same amount you start with.
Our internet has been down, so I will try to catch up when I can.
Thanks to Jill and Paul for the beautiful texture from their new collection...Spring Painterly collection of Flypapers.
A roundup of the year. These photos are not necessarily on flickr, as I have been unfaithful this year and posted a lot more on fb. These were taken from my archives.
January: Rolex learning centre, Lausanne
February: gulls, Vevey
March: courtyard of MCBA (fine arts museum), Lausanne
April: hundreds of frogs in the botanical garden, Lausanne
May: rooftop daisies, lausanne
June: parasol, Vevey
July: farewell to the pink building on the left, below Lausanne station (demolished in view of station refurbishment)
August: rain in the Flon district, Lausanne
September: Bourg-en-Bresse, France, cloister of Brou royal abbey
October: vineyards, Lavaux
November: opening of new design and photography museums, Lausanne
December: winter sun
Here is a winter song to go with my winter count
Nevado de Cachi.
Cahi - Salta - Argentina.
Cachi is a small city in Salta Province Argentina. It is the capital of the Cachi Department.
Although it is often stated that the name is derived from Quechuan and means salt since "the snow of this hill reminds of the color of salt," it is more likely that the name is of Cacán etymology : kak (stone) - chi (silence): silent stone.
Cachi is found in the northern sector of the Calchaquí Valleys in Argentina, at the foot of the Nevado de Cachi that flanks it from the west. The Cafayate, La Poma, Tolombón, Santa María, etc.) and places of interest like the Salar de Pipanaco.
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Count Lucanus von Mannerheim of Das Vampir Korps. (I accidentally wrote "Vampyr" on it) Nicknamed "Count von Toten," "Count of the Dead," Mannerheim served in the elite Vampyr Korps in WWII and helped track down numerous vampires throughout the USSR. However, once the war ended, he was left stranded in Russia, where he and his men succumbed to vampirism and lycanism. Years later, during the warmest partof the Cold War, an elite group of Catholic soldiers from the Vatican, known as "Blackwater," tracked him down. The USSR, having many vampires, including Lenin and Stalin, helped Mannerheim out, and thus, a secret war began.
From my monster pulp fiction stories, inspired by Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter and Black Ops. To read the first story, go here: www.brickforge.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=25&t=5052
I'll keep advancing it through the ages, making a secret war between religion and monsters the "real" causes for various historical events. It's basically camp, but in a good way.
“Count your cookies, not your problems.”
― Cookie Monster, The Joy of Cookies: Cookie Monster's Guide to Life
I am getting the most bang for my buck practicing with my cookies from Sweet Shop Natalie. I feel like my compositions are too stiff, I want more flow so I guess I need to keep practicing.
Will you stand and count the waves with me?
They’ll steal your heart, capture your dreams
Watch, them play out on the sand,
And, then you can…And, then you can
Walk across the waters of your life
To dance through morning mists aglow,
And, then you’ll know…And, then you’ll know
That counting waves will cleanse your soul
And, wash your eyes anew
The sun is setting , the last rays cast a glow on the fence behind the Steller's Jay, a pretty high ISO, relatively low shutter speed but the detail still shows through, I also like the detail of the deck chair lol
Fish check in progress ... I think I have that same look when staring at a bowl of hot apple pie and ice cream :)
Explored #3 on Jan. 18th, 2014
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Marlborough, New Zealand
In the late 20th Century, a new region began to gain a reputation as one of the great Sauvignon Blanc regions of the world: Marlborough, at the northern tip of New Zealand's South Island. The rapid development of the Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc is one of the most dramatic events in the world of wine.In 2011, Marlborough produced roughly 65% of New Zealand's total wine output, 75% of which was Sauvignon Blanc. "Counting Sheep Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc" is its most famous brand.