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Surrounded in scaffolding and with restoration from the fire in May 2014 almost complete, the Mackintosh building was devastated by a second, and more fierce, fire on Friday night.
The Charles Rennie Mackintosh masterpiece was completed in 1909 and is a much loved and respected part of Glasgow and it's culture. I felt heartbroken following the news of the fire as it unfolded. I may not be from Glasgow originally but I have taken the city and its people into my heart since living here. Losing such a globally important piece of working art is devastating and it looks increasingly like it may end up having to be demolished.
I hobbled my way up to this side of the city to spend a moment of reflection. I had my camera with me from shooting street and paid my respect with a few shots from different aspects, as close as I could get to the outer police cordon. I grieve with Glasgow on this loss.
I'll post more images to my Facebook page today, you are welcome to like and follow me there: www.facebook.com/leanneboultonphotography/
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Flickr's "XLady-BikerX" fell down & is slightly broken for now, (shes O.K., moastly heartbroken over not being able to ride her Harley :-(....BuMmEr !!)
But I have her Sporty for the weekend & Miss Chelsea Da'Poof was cozy hanging from the highway peg .....Oh Yea ! she fits in my brain-bucket , and seemed O.K. with it ,to the point of almoast takeing a nap.
{Hope you like the photo Gayle.}
In memoriam: Kareltje 2010-2022 (English)
The Karl is no more. Kareltje, Karel de Grote, Carolus Magnificus, or for real intimi, Pensje, used up his ninth life on Monday Morning at 3:15 AM. He died of a heart attack and he did not suffer.
People would often tell us Karel was the most characteristic cat they’d ever met. And boy did he have character.
Pushing his paw out of the mailbox in the front door when the mailmen had the audacity to shove envelopes into the territory.
When we would stand with his back to him, cooking or brushing our teeth, he would appreciate that with nails in our ankles.
He knew we’d let him onto the roof terrace immediately when he hung in the curtains covering the door. The curtains in the bedroom are incapable of catching 7,5 kilogrammes of cat failing to make a U-turn manoueuvre in a very small window sill, we also learnt that.
Keyboards? Book reports? Notebooks? The Karl would stretch and lay down on all of them at once if necessary. He measured 76 centimeters from his little nose till the tip of his tail (I measured it with my iPhone).
Karel always wanted your undivided attention. And he got it. Definitely the past four years with me recovering from a car accident, a pandemic, lockdowns and working from home, there was always a lap to chill on. He enjoyed that so very much. He became sweeter, more and more affectionate and his purr got louder and louder. He was living the dream, really. Every night he’d sleep
With his head on our ankles. In the morning he’s walk to the head board, make rounds under the duvet and come out again to curl up on his blanket beside my pillow. He’d curl up in my elbow there, paws on my arm and his nose warming up in my hand.
The jump from the bed to the chest of drawers under the open window was perfectioned during the years. Every morning he’d sit there drooling over the blackbirds singing their songs, or the pigeons landing on the roof.
During the day there were cyclical patrols around the house: roof terrace, balcony on the front side, balcony on the back side (repeat as seen fit); naps in several cardboard boxes, the newspaper basket and of course in bed with his head on my husband’s pillow.
He watched hubby’s accomplishments in World of Tanks with great interest. They are Serrano ham and crackers together, but The Karl had no objection to finishing off our house plants either. His favorite human food was white asparagus. He’d sit on the floor next to the dining room table and looked at me until he’d get hand fed little pieces. With white asparagus on hand, he’d ignore the trout that was also in our salad.
And then there were his holidays, with his regular cat sitter, in her garden. He had several girlfriend cats that he’d give nose kisses and he spent most of the day enjoying the safe outdoors.
Kareltje left a great impression on us (and our furniture). We are heartbroken he is no longer with us. We would have loved to enjoy life with him for another five years or more. We are grateful he did not suffer or had a decline with lots of vet visits - he was so scared of the vet and hated going into his carrier.
But the silence in our house hurts, without our fur baby who was always with us everywhere we went. All doors are still left slightly ajar, but it’s not necessary anymore. It’s nice to have clean floors without kitty litter scattered everywhere but we’d give the world to go back to vacuuming several times a day.
We did our best to take care of him the best we could within our possibilities. The love and care we had for him - we had tons left of that. But as suddenly as he entered our one life, so suddenly his ninth ended.
Yesterday while removing my pictures from auto upload I didn't realize that six years of work on my photo stream would also be deleted. As you could imagine I was heartbroken. Instead of dwelling on my loss I'm determined to start again with new works.
We used to have four goldfish - one for each member of the family. Mine was called Spotty, my daughter’s was Cupcake, my son’s was Bugeye and daddy’s was called Goldie. We had them for two years and they were a nice addition to the family especially at the height of the pandemic and lockdown last year - though a bit of a pain to take care of, if you know anything about goldfish you’ll understand. We woke up one day and found Spotty had died. Heartbroken, we decided to re-home them because we didn’t feel we could continue looking after them adequately. This photo is a lovely memory of their time with us.
Photo from “This is Home”, an ongoing project documenting the daily life of my British-Nigerian family in and around our home in Kent.
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Today I met Ruby, the seven-year-old Australian Shepherd, and her mom, Rhonda. Ruby has the softest fur and just wanted me to love her, not photograph her.
Rhonda shared the story of how Ruby came into her life. She had a different dog, who had passed away and she was still heartbroken when she saw Ruby as a puppy. Ruby's eyes weren't even open yet but Rhonda knew that this was the dog for her. She discovered that Ruby was born on the exact date and time that her other dog had died. It was as if her dear departed dog had picked out Ruby for her. I am so glad they found each other because they belong together.
I have lost two of the most important people in my life at the same time. Not because of death but because they don't want to be with me anymore and I feel that hurts even more.
I have never felt so much pain in my life before.
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"Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds and at the same time endlessly exposing them"
-Annette Messager
I'm back to self portraits because I can't find any other way to heal my heart
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Hello people!
Today is a black & white day at Color my World Daily. I always want to show you some of my more serious pictures (yes, I’m not always goofy and funny, I have a very mature and serious side to me…well, at least it is what I like to think…) but then I have so many ideas for my more staged pictures…. And then I’m always ending up with another “funny” story and less serious picture....
Today we have two identical twins: Mr. Left and Mr. Right. They are super competitive, and they are always fighting who will be the first one to answer the phone. Since there is very rarely (we may even say “never”) someone calling them, they are always staying ready and very close to the phone. They don’t want to miss that very, very important phone call. Who knows? Maybe a winning lottery ticket? Or some luxurious cruise? They are constantly waiting near the phone. Hands up, each of them is ready, waiting for the phone to ring!!
I heard that Mr. Right missed his wedding because he didn’t answer the phone. The bride, all guests were waiting for him at the church, he never showed up… So, his best man called him; no answer… he was busy… The wedding was ruined and called off after 12 hours of waiting and calling Mr. Right without success. Apparently, he was playing an electric guitar solo for his twin brother Mr. Left. He was very proud of his super loud performance (he just learned to play electric guitar to impress his future wife during the first night as married couple…) but he missed THE CALL. His ex-wife to be, left the church heartbroken and he never heard from her again….
For Mr. Left it was even a more disastrous situation. He missed the birth of his only son. The doctor called several times… the situation was at the point where there was no turning back …. The mother to be, just had to push her baby out to this world! The nurse, the doctor, everyone called Mr. Left several times… no answer… He was listening to his twin brother playing a very long electric guitar solo. And he missed THE CALL. The mother and the baby left the hospital and he never heard from them again….
The twins don’t want to make the same mistake twice: Mr. Left and Mr. Right are waiting for the call!!! In total silence: just the two of them and the phone… which apparently isn’t not connected to any line…And since they are not paying the bills, their phone number is not even listed in the phone book…(and no they don’t have a cellular phone, they are not eligible for any plan…).
So, who else is like me: always missing a call?
Happy Sliders Sunday and Happy Color My World Daily Black & White to all participants!!!
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W.C.M. 1955-2021
The gentle giant that was my father
You will be forever missed
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adult Alligator - St. Augustine, FL U.S.A.
Northern Florida - Autumn 2021 - 11/1/21
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*[A little story... Back in 2006, Laura and I were excited with our 'aproaching' first-trip to Australia, and tragically 4 months before, Steve Irwin, aka 'The Alligator Man', was tragically killed by a Manta Devil Ray's barbed tail (through his heart)... We were heartbroken for his wife and 2 children, Bindy and Robert! - Fast-forward 16 years to last night and we see a show on TV, "Crikey, It's The Irwins!" Robert was moving ten large alligators 600 miles to another location, for conservation purposes. - It was great to see them all! They all are doing well! Bindy & Robert are as adorable as when they were kids!]
The American alligator is a large crocodilian reptile endemic to the southeastern United States. Adult male American alligators measure 11 to 15 ft in length and can weigh up to 999 lbs. Females are smaller measuring around 9.8 ft. The American alligator inhabits freshwater wetlands such as marshes and cypress swamps from Texas to North Carolina. It is distinguished from the sympatric American crocodile by its broader snout, with overlapping jaws and darker coloration, and is less tolerant of saltwater but more tolerant of cooler climates than the American crocodile, which is found only in tropical climates.
Alligators are apex predators and consume fish, amphibians, reptiles, birds, and mammals. Subsequent conservation efforts have allowed their numbers to increase and the species was removed from the endangered species list in 1987. The species is the official state reptile of three states: Florida, Louisiana, and Mississippi U.S.A.
Largest Alligator Ever: "Gomek" - (1927-1997) - 17' 9" - 1896 lbs
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Merle Haggard One Day At A Time (Gospel Song)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELZ4QouVNFc
I'm only human
I'm just a man
Help me to believe in what I can be and all that I am
Show me the stairway
That I have to climb
Lord for my sake teach me to take one day at a time
One day at a time, sweet Jesus
That's all I'm asking of you
Give me the strength to do everyday
What I have to do
Yesterday's gone, sweet Jesus
And tomorrow may never be mine
So for my sake, teach me to take one day at a time
Do you remember when you walked among men?
Well Jesus you know if you're looking below
It's worse now than then
Pushing and shoving crowding my mind
So for my sake, teach me to take one day at a time
One day at a time, sweet Jesus (sweet Jesus)
That's all I'm asking of you
Give me the strength to do everyday
What I have to do
Yesterday's gone, sweet Jesus (sweet Jesus)
And tomorrow may never be mine
So, for my sake, teach me to take one day at a time
Yes, for just my sake, teach me to take one day at a time
I am heartbroken because my beautiful maple tree......on the left....has only one trunk left. It had 3 before the storm.
Dear community,
It is time for the final battle between Obi-Wan and Vader, it is time to present the final creation of my #building series. This one is the highlight of the 6️⃣ episodes, because it shows the dtamatic lightsaber duel between Vader and Kenobi on a rocky moon
Here is a short summary of the scene which I build:
[...] Meanwhile, Kenobi flies his starship to a rocky moon covered with rocky pinnacles. Vader orders his crew to prepare his shuttle and vows to face Kenobi alone. As Vader flies down to the moon to face his former master, Kenobi leaves Lola inside the ship's cockpit. Vader lands his shuttle on the barren moon. Vader finds Kenobi nearby and asks if he has come to destroy him. Kenobi replies that he will do as he must before igniting his lightsaber. Vader vows that Kenobi will die and the two engage in a lightsaber duel. Kenobi uses the Force to hurl Vader against a rock before pummeling him with rocks. Kenobi then resumes his lightsaber duel with Vader. Meanwhile, Kenobi damages Vader's armor and life support system with his lightsaber and rocks. After overpowering Lord Vader, Kenobi deals a decisive strike upon his helmet, damaging his mask and exposing the left side of his scarred face. Kenobi addresses him as Anakin Skywalker, prompting Vader to respond that Anakin is gone and that he is all that remains. Kenobi is visibly heartbroken, and tearfully apologizes to Anakin.
Vader replies that he is not his failure and that Kenobi did not kill Anakin. With a feral smile, Vader replies that he killed Anakin and vows to destroy Kenobi as well. Kenobi's anguish turns to resignation and he forlornly responds that his friend is truly dead before bidding the Dark Lord farewell. As Kenobi leaves, Vader calls out to him while rising to his feet. He screams Kenobi's name once again in helpless fury as Kenobi departs the rocky moon in his starship. [...]
Source: wookieepedia
Hopefully you enjoy this last vignette and the show like me, please share your opinion and feedback in the comments below. Which part of the building series do you like the most ? Please comment with the number of your favourite part (1-6)
Greetings Kevin and we will hear and see us with the next building series 😀
You'd never guess from the pictures and from his behaviour, but 2 weeks ago, Candor has been diagnosed with kidney failure.
We're oscillating between worried and heartbroken... but we're also determined to make the best of our time together. Candor is absolutely delighted by our new home with all the meadows and forests surrounding us; moving here was the greatest gift we could give him.
The man. I think I can see sadness. I think I can feel it in the air. This is a picture of what I really see..
Isn't she a beauty? From the 2022 Pumpkin Run Nationals, I did get a few more shots of her, but not many, because I was basically dragged into the driver's seat.
I was.
Oh, yes, I was HEARTBROKEN.
Scroll on for the pics, yes, VERY RARE pictures of Yours Truly BEHIND THE WHEEL OF A PACKARD! AHHHHHHHHH
“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
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INNER DEMONS - JULIA BRENNAN
I try to always choose a different song each time, but although I've used this one before, it just fit somehow better than any other to describe my feelings in this moment …
Seems a long, long way back to you
I don't know if I can spare the time
am I better off leaving you
where you are knowing you'll be fine
you left me remember that
and I just didn't have the fight
left in me to call you back
seems it happened as often as the night
eyes like blueberries
lips like red cherries
words that could sting my ears and my eyes
warm as the Summer
cold as the Winter
emotions that could ring in my ears; make me cry
I am strung out; my soul seems to twist and to turn
your words and your actions make my heart burn
how can you say that you love me so much
when you hurt me; deprive me of your tender touch
alone in your torment; you want me to fall
you fill up my senses; you make me your all
I am ruined for anyone else
I am steering a course to a world I once felt
dreams come to me; they flood my mind
I thought that you were one of a kind
exhausted I lay and I pray for release
of this prison you made me; the sheets that you creased
mock me and mimic my cries; I fall back
drained of the energy; courage I lack
thoughts of you make me so weak
scent of you tainted now; havoc you wreak
why can't you leave me alone
you left me begging to bring you back home
can't live without you; can't seem to die
these feelings that clout me and cloud up my eyes
I crave you; the brave you; the one who got out
my soul and my heart skipped a beat so devout
in praise of your being; in love with your bones
so deep is this feeling that won't leave me alone
Dante's Inferno burns my fevered brow
a travesty; tragedy; I feel the heat now
licking and curling these pitiful pages
yellowing; make brittle the words that take ages
to write and then later they don't mean a thing
if you can still leave me on a tightrope of string
so narrow and pointless; my world seems to shrink
a life time without you; a life time to think
if only I could be at rest
I'm striving to do it; to be whole; the best
but still in my heart I feel you
and still in my soul I am torn right in two
writhing; surviving; damaged by love
you ripped something from me
can't find it here or above
pushing and shoving I try to control
the endless beginnings; the endings; the toll
it takes me further away from you
I can hardly make the night through
even my dreams; perpetual in motion
find no remedy; no magic potion
still I awake in the cold light of morning
realise you're not here; once again I start mourning
yet what is the use of grieving
it won't bring you back to the land of the living
I place fresh flowers by the smooth marble stone
that marks where you lay; the wind sets the tone
cold and relentless it whips at my face
how I wish you were standing here in my place
I gave everything up for you
yet still you left me broken in two
my tears water the flowers
I kneel; pray for the hours
to pass gently and swiftly until I reach the day
when I can rejoin you
until then I remember true
the plans that we made
if only you'd stayed
I promise I will carry on
just as you wanted; I'll sing our life song
do all the things that we wanted to do
try not to cry when all I wanted was you
goodbye my sweetheart; goodbye ...
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Even clowns can feel sorrow
Happy halloween 2020!
Taken at Sunny's
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Today started out alright enough, until I got some crushing news. I feel heartbroken for the people closest to me right now.
Because tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I'll go ahead and say what I am thankful for.
I am thankful for the ability to create. I'm so thankful that I have an outlet that helps get me through these hard times where I otherwise wouldn't know how to cope or where to turn.
And I am grateful for those of you who are continuously incredibly supportive. It means so much to me.
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This iconic County Park is adjacent to Whitefish Dunes State Park. It consists of 19 acres of land that has become one of the favorite points of interest in Door County. The waves have been carving the caves/rocks for centuries. The Waves can easily reach heights of over 30 ft. high making this a remarkable place to visit any time of the year.
I think my favorite time of the year is Winter the ice formations are spectacular - though one must use extreme caution a slip could /would lead to severe injury or death with little to no way out from the rocks and cold water below.
In summer when water levels are high many come here to jump off the cliffs into still frigid waters.
IT is invigorating (and YES I have made that jump in the summer) :)
NOTE: A very sad notation ...a photographer from my area was here at this location on Sunday and slipped and fell. The police found is car in the parking lot along with some of his gear on the edge My heart is breaking and it is a reminder that we love the places we go ,,,, but it comes with danger and we need to know our surroundings and and not push ourselves just to get the shot we want.
Although we will never know the full situation or circumstances an accident is just that an accident but it still leaves me heartbroken.
Be safe out there wherever you are!!
Tore my heart apart ◊
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Seeping through my neck is the, Unholy Blood,
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I'm also wearing the lustful yet chic,
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time after time, I finally just end up being another heartbroken youngster.
"plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose."
Tonight's Sunset at Cleadon Windmill.
The ruined windmill on the hills was constructed in the 1820s. The mill is built on the highest part of Cleadon Hills on a slight artificial mound. The building incorporates a stone reefing stage, a feature that was peculiar to windmills in the area.
The mill was severely damaged in a storm at some time during the 1870s, and then suffered the indignity of being a target for gunnery practice during the First World War. A photograph dating from the 1920s shows the rotating cap and the windshaft more or less intact but without the sails, which were presumably destroyed during the storm that put the mill out of business. Nowadays the entrances to the mill are barred and locked, the remains of internal machinery that were visible in the mill during the 1970s are now gone, although broken fragments of a millstone remain.
A local legend relates the story of Elizabeth Gibbon, a heartbroken woman who threw herself from the top of the mill tower and whose ghost apparently haunts the ruin of the mill to this day. The windmill was operated by the Gibbon family at the time the storm took place, which lends some weight to the tale of Elizabeth's suicide.
We have a single Bleeding Heart plant in our backyard and for a few brief days every year, the hearts pour out. And then, they are gone and I become heart-broken. Less than an inch (~2cm) in length, they are small fragile little wonders.
It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you
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Striped Kukri Snake (Oligodon octolineatus) - Malua Forest Reserve, Malaysia
A beautiful snake which I had been hoping to see during my time in Borneo. I was somewhat heartbroken when I came across my first one freshly dead on a road in Danum Valley, a few days later in Malua, I came across another one which was alive! At first I thought it might be a coral snake (Calliophis sp.) but I quickly determined it was a kukri snake. Thinking I had nothing to fear I picked it up and quickly learned why this is called a kukri snake, a kukri is a type of Nepalese knife and apparently this snakes teeth are shaped like the knife. It immediately demonstrated the efficiency of its teeth and left its mark; several impressive slashes across my fingers and knuckles. My hand was bleeding quite profusely but I was unwilling to let this snake go as it was the first of its kind that I had seen alive, but I took care to not let it bite me anymore. Apparently I'm not the only one who has had a bite by an Oligodon bleed excessively, its thought that perhaps they have some anticoagulant in their saliva. Its amazing how effective its 'kukri' teeth were, I have been bitten by many snakes over the years and usually a nonvenomous colubrid of this size is of no concern and can barely break the skin, the Oligodon showed me it wasn't the average run of the mill colubrid. Despite being effective their teeth aren't designed to savage photographers, they're also useful when it comes to their prey which is mostly eggs but lizards are also taken. The teeth are used to slice the egg and allow for easier consumption.
A digital image 'dreamed by' Midjourney, an artificial intelligence program that creates images from textual descriptions. The technique evolves fast. Let's compare these results with the images in one year's time..
...to the loveliest purr in the world. To say we are heartbroken would be an understatement. We are devastated.
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches
****Novembre 13, 2015***
A tous les Français, recevez mes très sincères condoléances et l’expression de ma plus profonde sympathie.
I wish to send our condolences to your country and Paris in particular. We are heartbroken by this attack on you. You have our deepest sympathy and our hearts and our prayers are with you.
***Also my condolences to the people of Beirut/Lebanon...
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www.nrc.nl/handelsblad/2015/11/16/waarom-is-beiroet-geen-... ***
Yesterday, Amy and I helped move our daughter Mara to her new apartment, and new life, in Philadelphia. She is our last child to leave the nest, and while I'm excited for this new chapter of her life to begin, I am also heartbroken to see her go. Love you, Mar! ❤
You say you need me,
that I'm the light in the end of the tunnel,
the prettiest rose,
that I'm the one who you'll always come back to...
Yet you try to change me,
to someone who I am not,
to someone I can never be...
me - change
The pineappler seller returns in 5 minutes, after none of the residents showed any interest in his offerings.
People from almost all walks of life are going through a difficult phase of making a living.
Hillview Residential Area, Chittagong.
It's baby season. It's murder season. It's Spring Time!
Collage wrap-up: Oriole, Wrentit derp, rattlesnake tail, big baby jay, and flowers photos taken at Inceville. Swallow beat down, nesting Snowy Plover, and Yellow-headed Blackbird photos taken at Malibu Lagoon. Wren in/on the dog poop bag dispenser (check out the legs on lunch!) taken at White Point Nature Reserve Palos Verdes Peninsula. Flying Western Tanager and red flower photos taken at Chilao in the San Gabriel Mountains Angeles Crest. Bushtit in flowers was taken at South Coast Botanic Garden.
Not represented in the collage, the Phainopeplas that have returned to Los Liones Canyon. Are you still awake?
Of all places to find a new bird! Inceville, or as most people would know it, Los Liones Canyon. It's one of our favorite haunts and we are there a few days a week. If we are lucky we beat the BDBs (beer drinking bums) to grab the best table. The brush has been horribly (but perhaps responsibly) hacked back (for fire safety reasons) and the critters have adapted. The rains transformed the drought taupe color of the canyon to verdant green. Now, the green is receding and being rapidly replaced by shades of brown. The migrant sparrows have left us and we miss their sweet songs and magical energy. Our year round birds remain, including the California and Spotted Towhees, Oak Titmice, Wrentits, California Thrashers, California Scrub Jays, MODOs, House Finches, Goldfinches and the non-native parrots. Not a long list and they blend into the dried flowers and drab plants.
Mystery bird moved like a Wrentit.... they are built for "flying" through a tangle of twigs and branches. I catch a glimpse. Yellow? Can't be. I hoist up the camera and fire off one blurry shot. Ca-ching!
I sent the less than optimal photo to my experts. ID confirmed : Female Yellow-breasted Chat. Terrible photo on the second row. Lifer.
It's fun getting a new bird. But the degree of "fun" varies. A bird we've wanted for a long time gets a happy dance. The new bird you discover going through the shots of the day gets a loud sucking inhale and hard stare. Could it be?
As we hike we hear and see the big babies fresh from the nest. They follow the parents and beg to be fed. We have the new edition of jays. Some with a bit of baby gape. One has an endearing cowlick of belly feathers.
Suddenly all the jays flock to one small bush and scream. Jerry and W9 investigate. Our resident rattlesnake has taken a jay… on our watch.
... Language is leaving me.
I am so heartbroken. It's hard to talk about it. But the jay taken wasn't the silly energetic youngster with the cowlick belly feathers.
May gray has transitioned into June gloom. The days are longer and the light is terrible. But already June seems to be shaping up to be a good month.
I wish you all happy birding, good light, and no biting bugs.
Anstatt zu beschweren, dass der Rosenstock voller Dornen ist, sei froh, dass der Dornbusch Rosen hat.
バラブシが棘でいっぱいであると不平を言うのではなく、棘の茂みにバラがあることを喜んでください。
Au lieu de se plaindre que le rosier est plein d'épines, soyez heureux que le buisson épineuse ait des roses.
In plaats van te klagen dat de rozebos vol doornen is, wees blij dat de doornbos rozen heeft.