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So this was a surprise bird for me today not just because it's early in the year to see a Scaup, but that it turned out to be an even better bird that I first thought. See, there are two separate species of Scaup: Greater and Lessor. And to me personally, they look VERY similar. So similar in fact that I pretty much automatically assume every Scaup I see is a Lesser –as they tend to be more common in my area. The differences between the two are so subtle I'd actually have a hard time describing them to anyone. So as I've done almost without question for years, I assumed this bird was a Lesser Scaup as well. But in cropping a couple of my photos and and enhancing them a bit, I started to question whether this one COULD be a Greater. I would rarely think of what I did next, but I decided to search ebird.org for results on Greater Scaup in the area I saw this bird and found indeed that a handful of other birders had also reported it as a Greater! So I'm pretty happy to say that I feel like I gained a little bit of new birder ID skills today. In addition I received some additional ID tips from the local birding community over facebook, which I have not been using in quite some time. I'd forgotten what a good resource that fb group can be.
Waterfoot
On Wednesday morning I cut a hole out in the wall, we then threaded the beam through the hole, and propped it. I then dropped the doorway opening; and I took out the fireplace in the background.
Of course the bricks that were taken out needed stacking (ready for cleaning, and re-use). The debris needed taking down the stairs to the skip outside. This is the first floor of the building.
On Thursday morning I straightened up the sides of the door opening, ready to take the lintels next week. I can then wall up above the lintels, remove the beam and take out the props.
I started to wall up the fireplace opening in the background too.
Waterfoot
Lancashire
18 august 2006
this entry is late...mostly because it's taken me a few days to get over the events of this past tuesday's training class.
as some of you already know, matea has fear issues with other dogs, stemming from 4 months of bad experiences at dog parks when she was 8-10 mos of age. add to that her breed - GWPs are bred for "sharpness", meaning if they perceive a threat they're going in, and matea is definitely the quintessential GWP - plus she's a female, and a wannabe alpha...even though with her own pack of at least five other dogs, she's a big pushover.
in class, cheryl - my new hero in dog training and behavior - sometimes has exercises in controlled chaos...dogs retrieving across each other's paths, toys flying everywhere, excitement amped up...all to create dogs who are more interested in working with/for their handler than be distracted by other dogs.
for matea, such exercises are brilliant as it boosts her confidence, showing her that she can work around other dogs and focus on the task at hand without perceiving a threat from every dog she encounters. and she's doing wonderfully. we'd not had a single incident with matea in almost 4 mos of classes, even if another dog accidentally bumps into her or gets into her face.
...until this past tuesday.
taz (an older jack russell...ironically sold to cheryl by another friend of mine who breeds JRTs and has a wirehaired pointer as well!) was in class. during a controlled-chaos exercise, matea was heading out - full steam - to retrieve her tennis ball for me...dogs everywhere, and go figure the ball should roll under taz, the JRT.
taz spun, facing off with matea, and matea had her head down, totally wanting to back away. this was my interpretation of her reaction, and it was confirmed by cheryl after class when we reviewed the event.
matea was actually making the decision to forget the ball, and more importantly, forget the JRT, deciding neither was worth it. if i'd called her back, i truly believe she would have come. but since cheryl's goal is to build this dog's confidence, i stuck to the task at hand: "fetch...fetch." then, apparently, taz made the first challenge/snap. at that point the GWP sharpness kicked in and matea was on her. you've never heard such screaming...cheryl assured me later that taz had been through WAY worse during flyball events, and that her reaction tends to be extreme screaming at just about anything.
with the screaming, the GWP prey-drive kicked in...probably 10 times that of any normal dog. being 50-feet away, i wasn't in the fray until it was over 5 seconds later. 5 seconds that felt like a bloody lifetime. matea was not giving up. BUT let me assure you there was no blood, no injuries, which i suppose i should derive confidence from, in that my dog does have bite inhibition.
i DO believe that had i been right there, the incident would have stopped before it began. however, i wasn't. and fortunately cheryl WAS. AND fortunately taz is one of cheryl's dogs (owned by a niece, i believe). AND fortunately, cheryl is cesar millan in a woman's form. she was calm and assertive, snatching matea's beard and twisting, then holding her by her lips for a good 4 seconds before switching to her happy-voice and saying: "okay! let's go play!"
for the next ten minutes cheryl had me send matea for retrieves with taz right there (held by cheryl), and in fact, growling at matea....a rottie was lunging at the other side of matea (a friendly rottie, but matea doesn't seem capable of discerning the difference), and other dogs at the receiving end. you could literally see matea work through her fears, her body cringing as she came close to the other dogs, yet following through with the task at hand with coaching from me. but it was clear that matea does NOT want confrontation...she was giving the growling JRT a wide berth after that, and not because she'd been reprimanded for fighting. there was really no reprimand.
still, seeing 68 lbs of solid muscle on a little 15 lb JRT is truly frightening. growing up i witnessed the swift death of a pug at the jaws of our one german shepherd...and i saw many fights between our shepherds. any kind of dog fight or scuffle has a major effect on me, even on tv, and i'm working to overcome that.
after class, with her arm around my shoulders, cheryl pointed to matea, lying 20' away on her own in a down even as the JRT was being led past her.... "that is not a bad dog," cheryl said. "if that was a bad dog, i'd be going home and digging a hole tonight."
J aime beaucoup cette chanson de
** Tina Arena **
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J'ai tant caché mes différences
Sous des airs ou des faux semblants
J'ai cru que d'autres pas de danses
Me cacheraient aux yeux des gens
Je n'ai jamais suivi vos routes
J'ai voulu tracer mon chemin
Pour aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Ou l'on oublie ses souvenirs
Aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Se rapprocher de l'avenir
J'ai perdu tant de fois la trace
Des rêves pour lesquels je vivais
Je n'ai pas su te dire je t'aime
Seulement te garder
Il faut aussi dire ses doutes
Et les poser dans d'autres mains
Pour aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Et dessiner des souvenirs
Aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Et croire encore à l'avenir
Pour aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Et dessiner des souvenirs
Aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Et croire encore à l'avenir
Aller plus haut, aller plus haut
Se rapprocher de l'avenir.
As I hid my differences
Air or under false pretenses
I thought that others do not dance
Me hiding in the eyes of people
I have never followed your route
I wanted to trace my way
To go higher, go higher
Or we forget memories
Jump higher, go higher
Move towards the future
I lost both times the trace
Dreams where I lived
I have not been able to tell you I love you
Only you keep
It must also be doubts
And ask them in other hands
To go higher, go higher
And draw memories
Jump higher, go higher
And believe in the future
To go higher, go higher
And draw memories
Jump higher, go higher
And believe in the future
Jump higher, go higher
Move towards the future.
Domi
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"You will need to know the difference between Friday and a fried egg. It's quite a simple difference, but an important one. Friday comes at the end of the week, whereas a fried egg comes out of a chicken. Like most things, of course, it isn't quite that simple. The fried egg isn't properly a fried egg until it's been put in a frying pan and fried. This is something you wouldn't do to a Friday, of course, though you might do it on a Friday. You can also fry eggs on a Thursday, if you like, or on a cooker. It's all rather complicated, but it makes a kind of sense if you think about it for a while."
Built for redemption round three of the Bio-cup 2021, aka the loser's bracket.
Theme: Epic mealtime
Subtheme: Breakfast
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Three different species of ladybird, congregating at the same point. No trickery involved, just a happy finding!
On the weeping silver birch tree in my garden.
10-spot (Adalia decempunctata), 2-spot (Adalia bipunctata) and cream-spot (Calvia 14-guttata), ladybirds.
For Pic a Day group: Theme #4: 'Three'.
The summer drought took it's toll. During the month of July, there was 10 days above 107 degrees and 10 more days of temperatures over a 100. Thus a normal growing cycle was reduced by about 45 days. Please view photo on black, believe me there is a big difference.....
The difference between technology and slavery is that slaves are fully aware that they are not free..ILD,my Sunbeam,you help me to see with my own eyes again💕
Mallard in the foreground gives a visual of the size difference of these birds! Minnesota Valley National Wildlife Refuge
After a number of attempts I eventually managed to get macro shots for comparison purposes of both the Small Red-eyed damselfly (top) and the Red-eyed damselfly (bottom). As you can see both are males, the Small Red-eyed has an additional blue segment on the end of its tail as well as more blue colouration on the underside of the first tail segments. The eyes are also a much deeper red in the Red-eyed damselfly whereas the small red-eyed are more brownish in colour. Obviously there is also a difference in size but this isn't easy to see in the field. Hopefully this is useful.
This weekend the steam locomotive 26.26 has made its first official journey with passengers after its restoration! BDZ organized several Christmas trains to Bankya with this old lady and also on the narrow gauge railway to Velingrad. As always there were a lot of interest for the trains and despite the bad weather, many enthusiats went to ride or just to see the retro locomotives. On the photo steam loco 26.26 is waiting at Bankya station while the modern Siemens train is ready for departure with the noon service towards Sofia. Interesting fact is that there are exactly 100 years difference between those two railway units! Steam locomotive 26.26 of BDZ was made in 1908 and the Siemens Desiro EMU has been assembled in 2008.
In case if you are interested in railway videos, you can watch and listen this old steam locomotive here:
Wow, what a difference a day makes in nature...this is the same Zebra Swallowtail cat I posted yesterday morning, and it had acquired new colors as I revisited it later yesterday! I had a feeling it would likely molt overnight...and here is the beautiful result!
*Working Towards a Better World
This work is the first work that I have done in Photoshop but is done without a photo, just created from scratch
with colours.
Wherever courting couples find themselves these women with their roses are bound to follow. Turkish people are extremely polite to these persistent women. Eventually one goes and the next one pounces. I can't imagine British couples being half as patient.
As noted in the prior scan, 130 and 129 had a split fuel tank, one for fuel and one for boiler water. This shows the difference with sister 159, which has the standard 1/2 fuel tank and the other half as added weight that included a tool box, spare knuckles and chains. Ah, the sound of that Nathan P5...
What a difference a day makes. Yesterday the woods were loaded with warblers and today it looked like a dead sea out there. Almost all migrant warblers took off for the north country overnight. When I first saw this patient male poking around in that basswood tree, I thought it was a black-capped chickadee.
Toute la différence avec un beau soleil ce matin et la neige tomber hier qui augmente de beaucoup la lumière ça me permet ce genre de capture avec ce fond créer avec la neige bleutée en douceur avec le blanc
The difference with bright sunshine this morning and the snow fall yesterday which greatly increases the light that allows me to capture this kind of create with this background with snow soft blue with white!
Title : What a difference a day makes
Stitched panorama
Year : 2015
Location:Tulka, Eyre Peninsula, South Australia
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What a difference a day makes! Yesterday it was overcast and raining - today it's a fine but 'Crisp Autumnal' start!
It's 10.00am on Sunday 9th October 2016 - the final day of the Great Central Railway's 2016 Autumn Gala. Now we see 'Resplendent' SR 1917 Urie Designed 5P 4-6-0 'King Arthur Class' 777 Sir Lamiel 'Glisten', in the mid morning sun, when passing Rothley Brook with the 10.15am service for Leicester North.
Common Bluebell - Spring plants are at their most vibrant during the months of April and May, bluebells cover the ground with their grace and beauty.
What do bluebells symbolize?
In the language of flowers, the bluebell symbolises constancy, humility and gratitude.
Are there different types of bluebells?
*Spanish bluebell and Common Bluebell.
What's the difference between Spanish bluebells and British bluebells?
The main differences between a Spanish bluebell and an English bluebell are: On the Spanish flower, the bells are all around the stem, not just on one side, which gives the English bluebell its drooping stature. The leaves are wider and bigger. The petals of each bell open wider and flare at the ends rather than curl.
Fragrance of Bluebell
The olfactive profile of the Bluebell is reminiscent of the Hyacinth. It is not a very strong fragrance but it becomes very noticeable when walking through a Bluebell wood. We describe it a green-floral, as it is oily-green and quite intoxicating.
Is a bluebell a hyacinth?
Although some confusion may occur from various English and Latin names, most bluebells are also known as wood hyacinths.
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Leaving me was a celebration to you, but not to me. Yeh, you left me behind & I'm living without you. But it doesn't assure that I'm happy. Actually, you didn't leave me alone, cigarette was the last gift from you. :)
[N.B. I'm smoking for the last 7 years! The perspective is not applicable for me!!!]
Found across much of North America, the Painted Turtle (Chrysemys picta) is a common sight in many a pond and river, often sunning itself cheerily atop outcrops and shores. And they have every reason to be cheery; they're handsome, abundant, and liked the country over. They're so abundant that separate subspecies have developed with clear morphological differences. Today, we recognize the Midland Painted Turtle (photographed here) and the Eastern, Southern, and Western Painted Turtles.
Want to know how to tell apart gentlemen and lady painted turtles? Look for the ones that have claws like Freddy Krueger--they're the men. They use their long claws during courtship displays, waving them at their potential mates underwater to show their masculinity and virility!
original idea is not mine, and I even don't know who's the author. I changed it a bit to make this picture.
Eclectische villa's met lichte art-nouveau-inslag. Baksteenbouw van één travee en drie bouwlagen op verhoogde begane grond. Blauwhardstenen sokkel waarin vensters van het souterrain; trap en balusterborstwering. Markante loggia waarboven driezijdige erker met gestileerd stucwerk in de casementen van de borstwering; bekronend balkon met balusterborstwering. Bekronende borstwering met oculi. Rechthoekige en rondbogige vensteropeningen, deels in geriemde omlijsting. Dubbele terrasdeur in de loggia, gekleurd glas in bovenpartij.
Pantanal, Brazil. Only difference is the male slightly bigger. Can't tell from photo so assume male is preening the female.........as we men do.
There was a little difference in the weather today compared to last time I was in the mountains. Gray days like this make it harder to see (and harder to ski) since there are no shadows to show you where things are hidden under the snow. You can hardly see my ski tracks in the snow here.
A close comparison shot of a black-headed gull (rear) and a Mediterranean gull in winter plumage. The bill of the latter is heavier and it's hood remnants extend closer to the back of the head. However, the most obvious difference is the wings, with obvious black tips for the black-headed gull.
Photographed in the Ria Formosa Natural Park HQ.
See, here is the difference between what Monsieur Vraets does and what I do in similar photographic ventures: he plans it out, pictures the shot in his mind's eye and skillfully captures it in all its glory... me, I go in shooting like I got a rapid fire Uzi stuck to my eye, rattling off frames like as if tomorrow wasn't going to happen and then spend an enormous amount of time sorting through 700 shots in the hope that one just, well, kinda ain't bad.