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Gray langurs or Hanuman langurs, the most widespread langurs of South Asia, are a group of Old World monkeys
As Sir Angus gazed up towards the deep gray heavens, the gentle rain pattered on his helmet and heavy armor. His thoughtful stare swept the curve of the river and his highlander band, all weary from the horrible night they'd just endured. He then surveyed the hideous surroundings. On one side of the slow-moving, brackish river rose towering moss-encrusted trees that barely stirred in the wind. Below, a gnarled swampy morass hid whatever wretched beasts (or men) that might be lurking therein.
"What on earth could possess a man to live in such a horrid abode?" Jeremy queried.
"I know not, my wee brother." answered Sir Angus, pulling his cloak more closely about himself. "The shrieks we heard in the blackness of night are still ringing in mine ears."
"I've got a bad feeling 'bout this, Angus." replied the young knight.
"As do I." Sir Angus's brow wrinkled in concern.
No sooner had these words left his mouth when screams and war cries echoed through the swamps, which instantly came alive with savages armed with bows! Arrows whizzed through the air.
"Shield wall to the left!" ordered Sir Angus.
The highlander pikemen immediately obeyed.
The Garheim archers retaliated with their own bolts, keeping the savages' volleys down.
"Look, Angus, to the front!" Jeremy shouted.
Sir Angus turned to see a canoe stretched across the river, barring the way ahead. It was stuffed with a large number of well-armed rebels!
"We outnumber them, men! Full speed ahead, we'll smash their vessel into a thousand shreds!"
All this commotion brought to life, out of the water, thousands of serpents, winding their sinuous forms through the stream, patiently awaiting a possible meal, should a warrior fall.
A sharp cry rang out. "Below! The cliff!"
Sir Angus whirled to behold an enormous snake with a head larger than that of a horse.
"Let's hope that is the only one! Spear him, men!"
As Sir Angus was sending his own spear in the direction of the beast, a small movement caught his eye, far above.
He looked upwards to see that the colossal tree above them was trembling. At the root of the massive oak, he saw a sight that struck ice through his veins. Two scruffy dwarves were chopping at the bark with tremendous haste. It would soon fall to crush them.
It all became clear then. The boatmen, snakes, and ambush were merely a lure to beckon them into a clever, devilish trap.
"Row back, Jeremy!" Sir Angus screamed. Without question, Jeremy responded with all his might.
Their boat slammed into the riverbank and Sir Angus sprang up to the grass plateau above.
Jeremy followed closely behind.
The two dwarves, unaware of the mad dash of the frantic knights running up the hill, kept chopping.
Sir Angus, sailing through the air with a huge leap, pinned the largest dwarf to the earth, while Jeremy busied the other dwarf, who was terrified at the unexpected assault.
Down below on the river, the barricade finally gave way under the highlander onslaught, and the bowmen were forced to retreat under the heavy rain of Garheim arrows.
And that day, the victory belonged to Garheim.
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We had the good fortune to observe and photograph a wild Gray Wolf in Jasper national Park, Alberta, Canada at close range for several minutes. I contacted the Park Biologist for information regarding this individual since it was collared and am told that this is Wolf 112, a female from the Sunwapta Pack consisting of 4 adult wolves. There are 6 small wolf packs in the Athabaska Valley of Jasper National Park totaling 22 individuals. More information can be found here: www.jasperenvironmental.org/main-issues/wolf/
Gray Jay (Perisoreus canadensis) in the aspen parkland region near Thorhild, Alberta, Canada.
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21 January, 2013.
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Kanha Tiger Reservat - All images were taken on a tour across India in 2016 - see more pictures on / mehr Aufnahmen auf www.snowmanstudios.de -
The poor weather on the west coast has given us a chance to reevaluate some of our archived photos. Here is one of a Gray Jay from the summer. The friendliness of these guys is uplifting.
Top Left to Right: 13 Inches. 26" all around. (Too small? Wear it as a high waisted skirt because it's a few inches wider throughout. I usually wear a size 2 or 4 depending on the pants.)
Top to Bottom: 17 Inches.
Unique dress, made of vintage and modern lace. Thin and transparent, suits Resin Enchanted doll perfectly. Zipper on the back.
Stole is made of gray silk, covered by lace details, ribbon flowers and beads.
www.etsy.com/listing/453299464/lace-dress-for-enchanted-d...
Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
And pick
At your pale white gown;
Or lift one of the green beads
Of your necklace,
To let it fall;
Or gaze at your green fan
Printed with the red branches of a red willow;
Or, with one finger,
Move the leaf in the bowl--
The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia
Beside you . . .
What is all this?
I know how furiously your heart is beating.
– Wallace Stevens
I went for a quick drive this morning before an appointment and was delighted to see two of these gray catbirds perched in the open at Bankside in FCPP.
The first Gray Fox I've seen here, I 've only seen Red Fox before and was treated to a pair of these.
West City / Benton, IL
This mid-century gem could reportedly be managed quite a bit better, but it always looks spiffy from the outside! The restaurant--which travelers tend to praise--has interior details that echo the zigzag roofline.
Memorable excerpts from Google reviews:
"I had Benton water and it does not taste like Benton at all."
"I got ate up by bed bugs left welts in me worse place ever"
"Lobby smelled like old people."