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I love these little weirdos I wish they were easier to get outside of Japan.-- They are like Calico Critters or Sylvanian Family but with Giant Heads hah too cute <3
I noticed him calling and flying as I was leaving our house yesterday. He finally landed atop this tree on the edge of our property and I felt lucky to get a few shots even though the lighting wasn't perfect.
The wind around him gently blew,
It whispered to him quite softly
'Some day from your mother
You will be free
To grow and be a mighty tree'
'Who'? 'Me'? A mighty oak'?
The little acorn thought this a joke.
Cruel autumn wind whistled round
And knocked the acorn to the ground.
A little girl passing by
The small acorn she did spy
She picked it up but let it fall
Down a nearby rabbit hole.
All winter long it lay inside
Soon it withered and turned dry
In the springtime a shoot of green
From the acorn could be seen.
It grew and grew, as years rolled by
Soon it reached up to the sky.
So it was a tale come true
A mighty oak
From the acorn grew.
Poem by -- Joseph Enright
~ Edited in Topaz Studio and finished in PicMonkey with a slight texture of my own applied. ~
Thank you very much for viewing my picture, your faves and comments. Each of you is appreciated. May you have a lovely autumn if you're experiencing it, as I know some of you don't experience the 4 seasons, or will be having a joyful spring !
The last Dance in an old abandoned ballroom somewhere in Marodistan.
You can dance
Every dance with the guy who gives you the eye
Let him hold you tight
You can smile
Every smile for the man who held your hand
'Neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know
That the musics fine like sparklin' wine
Go and have your fun
Laugh and sing
But while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so?
Can't you feel it when we touch?
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance
Go and carry on till the night is gone and it's time to go
If he asks
If you're all alone
Can he take you home
You must tell him no
Cause don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
-The drifters
Met him in my village today, on my way home from my groceryshopping. He sat there for a while, looking at me and I manage to take some shots before he went back into the forest. He made my day xxxx
I saw him running on the far side of the canal and panned the camera on him as he swam across the canal and headed for the lake. He was moving so quickly that I am amazed that I was able to get even this slightly blurred shot. I think his prey is a mouse. Wildwood Park, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.
Song inspiration: Dove Cameron
I can't believe we're finally alone
I can't believe I almost went home
What are the chances? Everyone's dancing
And he's not with you
The universe must have divined this
What am I gonna do
Not grab your wrist?
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit
I could be a better boyfriend
I don't need to tell you twice
All the ways he can't suffice
If I could give you some advice
I would leave with me tonight
The universe must have divined this, mmm, mmm
Ladies first, baby, I insist
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could be a better boyfriend
I never would have left you alone
Here on your own glued to your phone
Never would have left you alone
For someone else to take you home
A lion resting in the rain.As you can see: It was laying down right next to the road in the Maasai Mara, Kenya. However, from the other side one could only see his mane. But usually a pretty clear indicator when on safari...
his face, weathered like old leather, told stories no words could reach. from the street, i caught a glimpse of him—his hands folded, his gaze steady, as if lost between memory and the present. the café den coll, open to the street, framed the scene like a stage. he spoke to another man, but his thoughts seemed miles away. i focused my lens on him, drawn to the weight of his silence, the years etched in his features. the slate beside him bore the words "se feliz," a handwritten reminder, almost ironic in its quiet boldness. perhaps it’s the simplest wisdom, the hardest to follow: be happy.
Watching this young male Orchard Oriole as he cautiously approached the water for a batch was quite entertaining. He slowly worked his way down from the canopy checking several vantage points along the way to make sure nothing dangerous was waiting for him. A couple of times when he was almost there he was startled by another bird or some other perceived threat and flew back up to the safety of the tree. Eventually a Gray Catbird arrived at the water and hopped in flinging water all over. Seeing another bird bathing must have been enough to convince this little guy that the water was safe because as soon as the catbird had started its bath, the oriole flew right in and joined.
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Icterus spurius
Sometimes he could show a glimpse of him if he was in that social mood.
Often he stayed hidden from the light and I think he loved to live in the shadows.
This day..he was doing some music with the dark tones of stones and wood.
I really enjoyed it a lot..
For me he is that true esscence of extraterrestrials that have still got the charm...
©hajlana
One of the real highlights of my recent trip was a visit to the remote and historical village of Khinaliq. This settlement stands at an altitude of seven and a half thousand feet and is said to be almost five thousand years old. A road was finally driven into this village in 2006 and prior to that date transport would have been on horseback for all those who needed to venture to the outside world. Khinaliq is still some distance, perhaps a hour and a half from the nearest town by motor vehicle and that is over a very basic stretch of tarmac.
Since I returned I have watched the Bettany Hughes documentary on Treasures of Azerbaijan and it was no surprise that she visited this location. It seems that the occupants of the three hundred properties speak their own language and in the most part are more than content with their remote lifestyle. We had a broken conversation with a young lad who had gone away to the big city to study but had returned on the day of our visit. He was happy to try his English out on me and advised that all youths do the same as him. They are brought up in the village, go away to be educated and then return back to the village.
By way of a geographical explanation, the huge mountains in the background are part of the High Caucus and are over the border in Russia. In the foreground some of the village elders are seen having a catch up.
When you are shopping and you see a sexy man walk by!
Wearing:
Top: Cold Ash
Necklace: Mandala
Glasses: Sorgo
Hair: Doux
Beard: Deadwool
Rings: Vista Animations
Saw him and a few friends today at Fultan marsh. It is my first inflight swan and my first time seeing swans in Edmonton
“And Mary brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.” (Luke 2:7).
PHOTO NOTE
The photograph here is one of the most widely published in 2025. It was taken in the completely destroyed Gaza by Abdel Kareem Hana of Associated Press. Hana is not only a superb documentary photographer, but a truly brave human being putting his life on the line to bring the truth to the world of the consequences of this one-sided war on Gaza. He was also given the International Photography Award in 2025 for his series “Children of Gaza: Surrounded by War”.
I have taken a great liberty in adding the small nativity scene here. But I do so to honour Abdel Kareem Hana and the children of Gaza, who have had to witness scenes of utter devastation they neither deserved, nor should have experienced, because of these war crimes.
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“Then Herod (the Jewish king), when he saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, became furious, and he sent and killed all the male children in Bethlehem and in all that region who were two years old or under, according to the time that he had ascertained from the wise men. Then was fulfilled what was spoken by the prophet Jeremiah:
“A voice was heard in Ramah, weeping and loud lamentation,
Rachel weeping for her children; she refused to be comforted, because they are no more.”
(Matthew 2:16-18).
In the legend of the nativity of the baby Jesus, three wise men came from the East (perhaps Persia, and maybe even as far as India). They were astrologers who had read the signs in the heavens that a new king was to be born in Judea. As men of diplomatic note, the wise men found the Jewish king Herod and informed him of their desire to find this special baby to honour him. Herod told the men that when they found the babe they should inform him of the whereabouts so that he too could pay homage. But the canny wise men knew what the jealous Herod was up to and did not return with the news. As a result a slaughter of innocents took place throughout the region, and only because the angel of the Lord had warned Joseph did the holy family escape to Egypt so that the baby Jesus’ life was spared.
Most children in Gaza are born into Muslim families, and they are also taught to respect the baby Jesus. What many Christians don’t understand is that there are many references to the prophet Jesus in the Quran and they are all respectful and honour him (and believe in a virginal conception). Here is the account of the nativity:
“When the angels said, ‘O Mary, truly God gives thee glad tidings of a Word from Him, whose name is the Messiah, Jesus son of Mary, high honored in this world and the Hereafter, and one of those brought nigh. He will speak to people in the cradle and in maturity, and will be among the righteous.’ She said, ‘My Lord, how shall I have a child while no human being has touched me?’ He said, ‘Thus does God create whatsoever He will.’ When He decrees a thing, He only says to it, ‘Be!’ and it is. And He will teach Him (Jesus) the Book, Wisdom, the Torah, and the Gospel. And He will be a messenger to the Children of Israel.” (Surah Al Imran 3: 45-49).
I am not going to make a speech here about the current sad state of our world at the Christmas of 2025. Anyone who thinks seriously and ethically about what it means to be fully human should understand these issues. And every Christian should ask themselves in the light of their Gospels, what would Jesus have me to think and do? But equally, let me warn anyone who dares to use that now inflammatory phrase showing up in reactionary rallies, “Christ is King”, that you are judged not according to what you think about Jesus, but how your life reflects his Truth. As the adult Jesus said so potently, “Not everyone who says they follow me does, for by their fruit you will know them.” Only those who do what Jesus instructed us to do (Matthew chapters 5-7) can be called his disciples. So if there is hatred in your heart, deception and violent thoughts, a turning of a blind eye to cruelty, a lack of care for the poor and the outcast, a rejection of the immigrant and outsider, a belief in the superiority of your race or religion, then please understand this: You are not of Jesus Christ!
For Jesus blessed the little children 2000 years ago, and in the same way today would bless every innocent child, and especially those that are being slaughtered in the name of some false religious and political ideals.
That tiny baby born in Bethlehem over 2000 years ago, whose life was threatened directly by the then Jewish king, understands fully that every child - and especially those in war-torn regions - deserves the love and compassion of us all. If we can’t summon that in our hearts, then we are not ethical human beings created in the image of God. And may God have mercy on your soul.
Blessing and Peace to all the Earth, so that Joy may reign in our communities.
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thank you for all the support this year! 🎉
I heat up and I, I can't come down
I swear I'm spinning I'm on a merry go round
And I picked up a joy to my face
My heart beats faster than the regular pace and
I'm not sure of what it is
I asked my mother to help me with it
And she said daughter you've reached a jones
And that's pure loving so carry on
Come to my place
You know I'll be waiting for you
Cause I really need you so
You know I'll be waiting for you
Be on your way
You know I'll be waiting for you
And we can handle it real slow
You know I'll be waiting for you
You keep me thirsty licking my lips
I'm hungry for you to please my hips
And don't stop there prepare to sweat
I'm getting hotter and you ain't made it here yet
So won't you hurry make no haste
Cause you're the fruit I, I long to taste
And just in case I start before you reach me first
I've unlatched the door
I've called him Punky from his peculiar "punk" dark crest. Here photographed in a macro on top of a real mirror in one of his first exits from the nest at the age of a lil less than 1 month.
Very satisfied just after the meal, he could not stand due to his full stomach.
Punky is a cockatiel of the Pearl variant.
Today it's his 2 months birthday! (Same as for my cinnamon cockatiel Sconsy).
At present his plumage is almost completed: black background completely dotted with white-yellow polka dots, just beautiful but, most of all, he is my hero, a braveheart warrior and in the next few shots I will tell his extraordinary story...
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And the happy end: "The return of the prodigal son"
Up-date 2023: it's few months Punky is pairing with Francesco, an Albino cockatiel. Yesss Punky is female ! <3
For further pictures and the continuation of her wondrous story with the happy end, please, read my comments in the first boxes here below or consult the following photos of Punky in my Parrots album : www.flickr.com/photos/white-angel/albums/72157719072298993
Ref.Puppies 027 (120dpi, 10,7MB) Macro shot in natural daylight on a real mirror. No retouching.
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June 28 2023 manually selected & explored # 108 from the Explore TakeOver Contest on #Birds by Flickr Socialmedia.
Today's Explore is highlighting birds! Check out some of the amazing bird photography that has been shared with us by the Flickr community, then share your favorites in Flickr Social www.flickr.com/groups/flickrsocialmedia/discuss/721577219...
On Explore - March 14, 2022 - Thanks to all my Flickr friends!
Windy morning and young friendly Robin! I didn't chase him he followed me! and he gave me this lovely pose! I hope you like it.
Exactly 6 years later, I swapped my Nikon 200 - 500mm f/5.6 lens with a lightweight 500mm f/5.6 PF (Phase Fresnel)
The obvious advantage of the 500 PF is weight savings as well as smaller size for better handling.Time will tell with the photo quality whether it is worth the wait or not.
Due to my background as a black and white analog photojournalist, I keep abreast of technology changes. Every new model or technical change needs time.
While writing these lines, my first digital camera experience 20 years ago is from the days of Nikon D100, today Advantages of mirrorless cameras 45.7- megapixels shoot with the full-frame the new flagship camera Nikon Z9.
This is an incredible technological advance. I have been using Nikon D850 for about 1.5 years. It is a professional level, 45.7 megapixel, full-frame workhorse.
How long will the Nikon D850 hold this position as a DSLR, it already has a question mark. Nikon rumors are swirling at the moment to give us an idea of where the brand will go next?
Thank you so much for visiting my stream, whether you comments , favorites or just have a look.
I appreciate it very much, wishing the best of luck and good light.
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Lens - hand held - Monopod and SPORT VR on. Aperture is f6.3 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Release Clamp - Nikon 500mm f5.6E PF ED VR AF-S Lens, fitted Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot and Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod.
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Alain Bashung : "Osez Joséphine" .
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I have been weeks away from this man. I met him when Sheree and I were in Rhode Island. He was standing at the top of an escalator, pointing a camera at us.
I grew to love him in the period of four days. I grew to love him like a true friend.
Let me tell you a little about Brian. I tread carefully, because I don't want to betray any confidences. But Brian is utterly devoted to his wife Gina...which speaks volumes to me. It simply means that we understand each other...and the core values that rule our hearts.
Brian has undergone a (an?) horrific disease. It has cost him all senses of taste. But he can still smell and when he smells he remembers the way it used to taste and he is content with that. When he packed a lunch for Sheree and me on the train, he included a note. I never even got notes in my lunchbox from my mother.
I loved talking to him and I loved hearing what he thought about everything from the burial of Ted Kennedy to the plight of street people. Frankly, I miss him.
I think of Gina calling him to the computer, to read to him these things. I can see the room in my mind's eye. I know it well.
It makes me smile because I know as he hears them that our friendship is cemented. Brian: I think of you often. And I miss you. So there.
Here he is standing looking out at the ocean. I wonder what he is thinking.
I promised not to show his face...but I think this image shows the heart of my friend in Rhode Island.
Even after all these days, the impression he has left on my heart is as indelible as ink. I look forward to sitting quietly with you again, Brian, sipping a beer and listening to our wives talking happily together upstairs...and knowing all is well in their worlds.
He doesn't photograph stuff...but he helps those of us who do. So say hello to a hero of mine. His name is Brian.
Be well, dear friend.
Found him today were I find them every year at the State Game Lands #235 off Bricker Rd. Franklin County PA - 3 MAY 20 There were two of them and thinking they are a pair.
I met a man today in Paignton who had his European Eagle Owl with him. He was sitting in a street café. The owl is called Wizzard and is 18 years old. Paignton, Devon
I don't know why I act the way I do
Like I ain't got a single thing to lose
Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
I got a life that most would love to have
But sometimes I still wake up fightin' mad
At where this road I'm heading down might lead
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
Girl I know there's times you must have thought
There ain't a line you've drawn I haven't crossed
But you set your mind to see this love on through
I guess that's just the cowboy in you
We ride and never worry about the fall
I guess that's just the cowboy in us all
~Tim McGraw Lyrics
I asked him if he had seen the the "No Smoking" sing. He said, yes.
Enjoying the Weather POO cat sitting on the deck rail observing his surroundings, he loves outdoors and spends as much time there as he can. It makes him happy, he patrols the grounds of about 4 houses and the woods next to me, he does what he wants and my nearby neighbors treat him like there own, a spoiled rotten wannabe Ferrel cat!
I saw him sitting by the fountain with his red hat and bag. He mentioned he was from Boston. He had traveled here to take pictures of the street car. It was his thing, taking pictures of streetcars all around. He never would have thought OKC would have one.
I asked him the story of his red hat, he said he had gotten it in Ottawa on a sunny day years back.
ich sah eine menge vögel am ufer eines sees sitzen und ich schlich mich leise an um sie zu fotografieren. die vögel waren aber sehr scheu und flogen als sie mich bemerkten sofort davon. meiner meinung nach ist der Radfahrer ein glücksfall für das Bild, aber ich sah ihn erst auf dem fertigen Foto...
i saw a lot of birds sitting on the shore of a lake and I crept softly to photograph them. the birds were very shy and when they saw me immediately flew away. in my opinion, the cyclist is a stroke of luck for the picture, but I saw him only in the finished photo...
gesehen in Fussach am Bodensee (Nähe Bregenz), Vorarlberg, Österreich.
seen in Fussach at lake constance, Vorarlberg, Austria.