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This happens 5 or 6 times a day. An eagle will fly by and flush 2000 or more cranes. The noise is incredible and it's fun to suddenly see so many cranes take flight.
VLISSINGEN – Hier vind je de meest zuidelijk gelegen boulevard van Nederland. Een unieke 6 kilometer lange boulevard. De boulevard bestaat uit 4 delen: Boulevard Evertsen, Bankert, De Ruyter en de Groene Boulevard. Ze strekken zich uit vanaf het duingebied Westduin tot aan de binnenhavens en het NS-station Vlissingen. Hier glijden de enorme zeeschepen en loodsboten zo ongeveer langs het strandlaken! We hebben een OV-fiets gehuurd en zijn via de duinen voorbij de lage vuurtoren gefietst en daarna weer terug! Een tripje van 45 km!
VLISSINGEN - You will find here the only southern boulevard from the Netherlands. A unique 6 kilometres long boulevard. The promenade consists of 4 parts: Boulevard Evertsen, Bankert, De Ruyter and the Green Boulevard. They stretch from the West dune to the inland ports and the railway station Vlissingen. We have a public transport bicycle rented and through the dunes cycled to the low Lighthouse and then back again!
Although these birds seem indifferent to or curious about my presence, every so often (for reasons unknown to me, as a non-bird) they flush, as a group. This happened as I was trying to focus on a bird that missed the cue, and I liked the effect of the blurred flock departing around her.
Flush. biografia di un cane.
Virginia Woolf
www.anobii.com/it/books/flush/9788877384652/010e9a6fdd1fb...
Vedi quel cane. Era ieri soltanto
Che, immemore di lui, qui meditavo
Finché, di tra i guanciali ove posavo,
Via coi pensieri mi si sciolse il pianto.
Ricciuta al par d'un Fauno sorse accanto
Al mio volto una testa, e d'oro flavo
Mi guardaron due occhi - io li guardavo.
Due molli orecchie le mie guancie asciugando.
Come un'Arcade in primo io sobbalzai
Sorpresa all'alba dal Dio-capra; e infine
Flush ravvisai nella folta figura
Che il pianto mi tergeva, e superai
Pena e sorpresa, ringraziando Pan
Che ispira amore ad umil creatura.
Questa una delle poesie che Elizabeth Barrett Browning dedicò al suo cane Flush. Qui si narra la vita di questo spaniel, e attraverso la sua quella della sua padroncina, prima reclusa e malata a Londra, poi fuggitiva con Robert Browning in Italia. Flush viene rapito da una banda di londinesi delinquenti, e lei combatte contro la famiglia e anche contro il poeta per riaverlo ad ogni costo, anche pagando dei farabutti: perché l'innocenza di Flush deve pagare per la viltà e la cattiveria degli uomini? In Italia poi Flush potrà riscoprire le gioie della vita libera dopo anni di reclusione con la malata in una camera da letto. Un incantevole libriccino, scritto poi dalla Woolf con sentita partecipazione emotiva.
"E Flush, che avrebbe potuto godersi in libertà il mondo intero, Flush eleggeva la rinuncia a tutti gli odori di Wimpole Street per starsene coricato al fianco di lei."
This is one of the poems that Elizabeth Barrett Browning dedicated to her dog Flush. (You will have to look for it because it cannot be translated with Google translator) Here the life of this spaniel is told, and through her that of her owner, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, first a recluse and ill in London, then a fugitive with Robert Browning in Italy. Flush is kidnapped by a gang of London criminals, and she fights against the family and also against the poet to get him back at any cost, even by paying scoundrels: why does Flush's innocence have to pay for the cowardice and wickedness of men? Then in Italy Flush will be able to rediscover the joys of free life after years of confinement with the patient in a bedroom. An enchanting little book, written by Woolf with heartfelt emotional participation.
"And Flush, who could have enjoyed the whole world in freedom, Flush chose to give up all the smells of Wimpole Street and lie down by her side."
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But thats not the shape of my heart
Thats not the shape of my heart
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Song: Carlos Niño - It's All Happening! (Feat. Madlib, Miguel-Atwood Ferguson, Jamire Williams and Dexter Story)
female wood duck decides to exit the lakeside grasses for safer refuge in Fort Snelling State Park, MN
The late afternoon sun is reflected off the waters of the Penryn River, Flushing, Cornwall, 30th June 2015.
As the sun started to go down you could tell it was going to be a good sunset with the mackerel clouds. I rushed to get my camera set up and to get a composition i was happy with. I needed to up the iso to freeze the motion of the boats on the water because there was a stiff breeze. Hopefully you like the end result. I just love Cornwall !!!!
Macro Mondays theme: Royal
A Royal Flush in Poker is having the five most valuable cards that are all in the same suit ie: Ace, King, Queen, Jack and Ten.
These miniature playing cards measure 23mm x 15mm each.
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My flickr friend Lance had a great shot yesterday of a Common Pigeon and it reminded me of this shot taken during the week of four very common pigeons in our back yard, or more particularly, our bird bath. Birds need fresh water although what they get in local creeks I have no real idea. They must have cast iron stomachs for sure. Anyway, we are meticulous in keeping the bird bath and other dishes filled with clean water primarily for the Galahs who really love it.
Frustratingly, we also battle during twice daily feeding with a number of quite pesky common pigeons. They are pretty dumb if you know what I mean, they never seem to learn but at the same time quite sneaky and always ravenous as well. But at the price of wild bird seed, we just do not want it to be a free for all. As well as the seed, they of course make use of the bird bath and take this absolutely literally as this image shows - not only that but they use it as a combined flush toilet and bidet.
Remember young children having a bath and the occasional whoopsies, well we have daily whoopsies and I refuse to tolerate this for drinking. So out I go, spin the water meter and add to our water bill and flush it all out and fill again. The lawn loves it and so do the birds including the Noisy Miners who just love baths and playing in the water. Welcome to our world. Chefs, waiters, personal feeders, cleaners, toilet cleaners, confidants and ambulance drivers.
Somehow I doubt we are going to get out of any of this any time soon! Oh what a feeling!
Flushing Pheasant. Nature at its best. This pheasant was flushed by my dog and shot with a Nikon 300mm, no crop needed (org 4750x2850 pixel)
Nikon FM2n
Nikkor-O.C 35mm f/2
Ultrafine Xtreme 400
Dev: Legacy Pro L110 1:31 for 5.5 min at 68 degrees
Falmouth from across the harbour
Hasselblad XPan II
30mm lens
35mm colour negative film
16th September 2021
anniebee's markers.
Taken with SLR 680/SX-70 Frankenroid and PX 680 First Flush film from The Impossible Project.