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*Lifer* This rare find was off to the left of the Jetty at Barnegat Light. I (Barbara) will personally never forget this bird because it cost me a shoulder injury falling on the rocks while trying to find it.
Female Coyote (Canis latrans), with leg injury apparently caused by some type of snare or trap, glides along the Madison River in Yellowstone National Park. We watched her make her way up the river bank, through deep snow and over rocky terrain. She didn't seem fazed by her injury. She appeared to be on the lookout for fish in the river. Very interested in the water - even looked like she was about to jump in. But we didn't see her do that. We're happy with the extended view we had of this resilient, tough animal surviving in a harsh habitat.
A white stork nest in the wildlife park Eekholt. These storks are no more able to fly away because of injuries in the past. They found their home in the wildlife park after being rescued and are visited every summer by their old partners who never forgot them and return every spring. They build their nests on the ground now and raise their chicks. It is always again so touching to watch them.
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28th February 2022 :
A bit busy today, so it's my Macro Mondays theme photo for my one a day.
The card was given to us for Christmas by a friend. She saves all her old cards and is given others by friends and each year she makes her own for friends from parts of her card collection. Every one unique.
Today is : International Repetitive Strain Injury Awareness Day - nationaldaycalendar.com/international-repetitive-strain-i...
And for the Silly News it's : National Public Sleeping Day - nationaldaycalendar.com/national-public-sleeping-day-febr...
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Did you know that a woodpecker's tongue is so long that it coils around the back of its skull? It also protects the bird's brain from injury during high-speed pecking.
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We don't see the native hares in our neighbourhood frequently, but certainly every once in a while. Initially I was thrilled to see one in the front garden this morning, but then noticed the injury on its left side. It looks like it's had it for a while, and so we're hoping and praying it's only minor. Not sure if the scar is from a run-in with one of the local predators, or a fence...
Some injuries never heal.
You can’t see them,
they’re hidden deep inside.
Most of us have old wounds.
Let these injuries keep you soft and kindhearted,
allowing them to make you hard accomplishes little, except more hurt.
-- me
following my own path.
learning to sit with uncertainty.
embracing impermanence.
training the dragon in my heart.
reflecting on the mind,
so excitable, so uncertain,
so difficult to control.
inhale love… exhale doubt.
❣️ 💙 📷 🐄 🐾 🐎 💋
🌼 ❄️ 🎼 ✍️ 💕️ ✨
a soldier of peace
in the army of love.
The marks on her throat were angry and red where the Hand had put his hands, strangling her until she lost consciousness.
These words have nothing to do with the image above, except in the way your dreams relate to your life.
Some of the worst injuries are invisible and those of us that have them keep them hidden beneath layers of identity - different faces for different audiences. I have so many names I can't remember them all.
I live with an invisible disease that is trying to kill me, cell by cell. My own body is trying to kill me. Think about living with that knowledge.
Tomorrow I get a test to learn about the current status of....me. Let's hope big pharma keeps charming my cells into remaining lethargic, much like a flying whale.
As the sign says in the background “500,000 Hours Injury Free” as UP 6579 sits quietly in the Roseville Shops awaiting injury free maintenance.
My tip of the day is to never work out.....even if you have a hot work out buddy!
Call on me: www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3hbKFaoAeE
happy polaroid week to all of you!
This is the second tree out of my new series "Injuries".
In my second Polaroid mosaic series on climate change, I combine Polaroid transparencies with watercolour painting to visualize the injuries inflicted by human activity. The result is a collection of unique artworks that reflect both the beauty and vulnerability of our environment.
I choose Polaroid as my medium because these images exude a nostalgic charm and evoke memories of times gone by. They are as individual and unreproducible as the trees they depict. By incorporating watercolour painting, I introduce an additional dimension that illustrates the fragility of nature and the strength of human intervention. Through the use of colours and textures, I symbolize the damage our planet is enduring due to climate change.
With these mosaics, I invite viewers to engage in a dialogue about the role of humans in nature and the responsibility we bear for our planet. It is an invitation to reflect on the impact we are having and the possibilities for living in harmony with nature.
The first tree in this new series is on display in the ‘unmittelbar 2024’ exhibition. If you would like to learn more about my work and art, please visit my website:
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I have only been out to see the fox 4 times since I got back from my Hawaii trip.
That was November 3rd.
I only saw her on two out of the four times I went looking for her in the last two weeks.
I am finally, feeling good enough to start going out there more often again.
I mentioned that she had an injury to the right side of her mouth and face.
That seems to be healing okay.
Anyway, here is a closeup portrait taken a few years ago.
So, hopefully, I'll start getting some new shots to post soon.
Camera Settings: f/4 - 1/160 - 280mm - ISO 1600
Did it to keep me from the nest, but I didn't know I was near the nest. I thought he was injured. He seemed rather insulted.
Proverbs 9:7 “Whoever corrects a scoffer gets himself abuse, and he who reproves a wicked man incurs injury.”
"I am not as lovely as I once was
I am not as shameful as I used to be"
It's all about control.
(Self harm is not a sign of weekness, it's a sign of strength and survival.
I call them 'war injurys' becuase that's what they are.)
September 11th, a day never to be forgotten. My thoughts are with the thousands of people who died that day and others who suffered terrible injuries, their families and friends, and all the emergency responders (Firefighters, EMS, Police, and others) who worked tirelessly. A day that can never be erased from our memory. Hard to believe that 15 years have already passed!
All three photos posted this morning were taken yesterday, 10 September 2016. This was the second day in a row that I did a long drive that I had never done myself, and had longed for years to be brave enough to do. The day before yesterday, I drove way down south as far as the Coaldale Bird of Prey Centre (drove 496 km that day). Then, yesterday, my daughter came with me to Kananaskis and I drove the HIghway 40 loop, going south via Turner Valley and then coming home via 1X and Highway 1A. I had been to Coaldale maybe five times before with various friends, and I had been to Kananaskis quite a few times over the years with various friends. What a way to introduce a new car to life with Anne Elliott, lol! By the end of yesterday, it was so dirty from all the dust gathered, especially along the rough, gravel Spray Lakes/Smith-Dorrien trail (only drove part way along this mountainous road).. Also covered in splattered insects which were unlucky enough to fly into my car. This morning, it has been raining, thank goodness, so hopefully my vehicle will look a bit cleaner.
If I had been able to do these drives a bit earlier in the summer, I would have done so and not on consecutive days. However, I would never have taken my 17-year-old car, for a start. Then, when I checked the Bird of Prey Centre's website the other day, I discovered that yesterday was the last day it would be open before closing till next May. As far as the Kananaskis trip was concerned, there has already been snow in some areas of the mountains, and I definitely did not want to risk doing my very first drive there in snow. So, two wonderful days, for which I am truly thankful!
About three weeks ago, I went with friend, Pam, for a long day out in Kananaskis (the mountain area of the Rocky Mountains that is closest to Calgary). What a great day we had, seeing so many different things in such beautiful scenery. Yesterday's trip with my daughter followed a good part of the trip I was on with Pam, which was great.
Our first stop yesterday was at Highwood House, a very convenient place to stop for things like coffee, washrooms, gas station. All the Hummingbird feeders have been taken down now that the Hummingbirds have left.
From here, we drove north to Rock Glacier to see the little Pikas (also called Rock Rabbits). I'm pretty sure we saw just two individuals and managed to get some rather distant shots. As usual, they were darting all over the massive scree (talus?) slope, busily collecting plants to store and dry in their "caves", ready for the winter months. There was very light rain while we were there, but that cleared up for the rest of our journey.
A couple of short YouTube videos in case anyone wants to hear and see these absolutely cute creatures:
Further along, we called in at Boulton Bridge, as I wanted to do a quick check to see if there were many mushrooms around. Recently, I had been there with friends, Dorothy and Stephen, and we found lots of interesting mushrooms to photograph. Yesterday was very different and it was obvious that the peak of the season is already over.
Trying to find Buller Pond, where I had stopped with Pam the other week, we ended up at an area called Peninsular, part of Lower Kananaskis Lake. I love the mountain folds seen across the lake.
A short drive along the Spray Lakes/Smith-Dorrien trail, followed by continuing along Highway 40 past Barrier Lake, brought us to Highway 1. We crossed over and found 1X, which then took us to Highway 1A leading to Cochrane. From there on, I was on very familiar driving ground.
Many thanks, Rachel, for coming out with me yesterday. We had a great day in such magnificent scenery with enough wildlife to keep us happy (Pikas, Bighorn Sheep and a tiny Chipmunk who was munching on a bright red berry.
This is my life and my story - then and now
This is my brother. we were raised in foster homes and throughout most of our early adulthood. I went one way (military) and he went another, (street life and in and out of prison for non violent crimes)
Homelessness and alcohol ruled his life, mine was ruled by raising a family and living thousands of miles away from him while I was in the army. We connected several times during those 20 years and he lived with me for over a year at one duty station in the 1980′s but then we went our separate ways again.
I moved to California after retiring from the military 14 years ago and he would visit the kids and I but was drunk most of the time.
About 10 years ago he hit rock bottom when he was drinking sun up to sun down and had a severe car accident that required surgeries for internal injuries and several broken bones in his hand and arm. 6 months later he had an alcoholic seizure that caused him to incur a traumatic brain injury, surgery and a month in a coma. I kept him at my place after his release from the hospital, got him on disability and was looking for long term care but all this still didn’t stop him from drinking – so we were estranged and he lived with a family he knew.
I found him this past April and learned that he has been sober for 8 years. He still has a few seizures a year from the scarring on his brain.
It is amazing how people can change – it is even more amazing that in this photo he is only 53 years old and I was 51.
I felt 107 in this photo but it was a good day.
you can see his left hand (yes he is a lefty) can't open fully and he has scars on his face. On the left side of his head there is a big dent and scar that runs from his temple to the back of his head and he has a scar from his chest to his belly button. Loma Linda Hospital saved his life twice but he saved his life once and that is what brought us to this day.
He has a memory like steel for the past but can't remember something from 12 hours ago - he tries to write down reminders and then forgets where he left them or the importance of them when he sees them. Something as simple as fasting the night before a blood test is lost from when he goes to bed to when he gets up in the morning, or even the fact that he has a doctor's appointment.
Yep. My first skateboarding accident. The bruise was fierce. Too bad my camera-phone couldn't capture the lividity of it very well.
This was the first crossing of Crib Goch for the Mrs and although slightly nervous of the drops either side she did fantastic.
Despite the traverse having a bit of a reputation for injuries, rescues and worst of all attracting the attention under-equipped and under-experienced 'tourists' the route linked into the Snowdon Horseshoe is an incredible day out and probably one of my favorite walks in Snowdonia.
Thanks for looking
very disappointing to revisit this flamingo chick the small sore spot on its foot has grown into this giant fly attraction boil/tumor?; sad to see this in the care of the Audubon Zoo, New Orleans.
This morning while running my normal 3 mile run. I happen to run pass this young baby seal.
After I finish my run, I went back to photograph it. Now as I edit the photo I realize it is injured. Looks like it’s bleeding from it’s left flipper.