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Another leaping salmon shot from Stainforth Force. There were still lots jumping the falls today, easily as many as there were last Monday and again it was a brilliant spectacle! I noticed that the salmon I saw today were more colourful and imagine that's down to the length of time the fish have been in the river system with its peaty water.
Once upon a time, our peaceful farmyard was struck by tragedy when a hedgehog, lured by the promise of easy prey, claimed the lives of two young chicks. The mother hen, a fierce protector despite her small stature, decided she could no longer trust the ground for safety. That very night, she led her remaining brood high into the branches of a young chestnut tree.
Perched precariously on a slender branch, the hen spread her wings wide to shelter her chicks from the cold and rain. The tree swayed violently in the storm, but the hen and her little ones clung tightly, determined to remain above danger. Morning came, we heartbroken at the hen's ordeal, carried the little family back to the coop.
But the hen had learned her lesson. Every evening, as dusk painted the sky, she guided her chicks back to the same branch. The chestnut tree became their haven, no matter how harsh the weather or how unsteady the climb. Days turned into weeks, and the chicks grew into sleek, robust hens. Yet, the memory of that night stayed with them, etched into their instincts.
Even now, as full-grown chickens, they refuse the comfort of the coop. Instead, they ascend to the same branch each night, their feathers ruffling in the breeze, as if guarding an unspoken pact with their mother. The chestnut tree, with its sheltering arms, became more than a refuge—it became a symbol of survival and resilience.
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Tesoro Arcade @ Green Jeans Food Hall, Albuquerque
"There is in the human body a certain instinct for what is beneficial to us, as there is in the heart for what is our moral duty, an instinct which no authorisation by a doctor of medecine or divinity can replace.
We know that cold baths are bad for us, but we like them: we can always find a doctor to recommend them, not to prevent them from doing us harm."
(from "The Captive" by Marcel Proust - French novelist, 1871-1922)
This man was stepping into the cold holy waters of the Ganges at Lal ghat in Varanasi (Benaras)...
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"Il y a dans notre corps un certain instinct de ce qui nous est salutaire, comme dans le cœur de ce qui est le devoir moral, et qu’aucune autorisation du docteur en médecine ou en théologie ne peut suppléer.
Nous savons que les bains froids nous font mal, nous les aimons, nous trouverons toujours un médecin pour nous les conseiller, non pour empêcher qu’ils ne nous fassent mal."
("La Prisonnière" de Marcel Proust - Ecrivain français 1871-1922)
Cet homme pénétrait dans les eaux glacées et sacrées du Ganges en bas de Lal ghat à Benares...
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Elle a l'air bien paisible et imperturbable, cette vache allaitant son petit près de l'étang de Regnière-Écluse...Mais dès que je me suis immobilisée et ai voulu prendre une photo, ses yeux se sont portés sur moi et m'ont regardé droit dans les miens... "T'approche pas plus !" 😉
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" sometimes when faced with a very dangerous situation, you dont need to have a state of the art equipment, nor a masters degree from a reputable university to figure out what to do...
when the adrenalin kicks in.. and you feel the rush,
....just go with the flow dude "
Note: constructive critiques accepted, i'd love to know my mistakes and ways to make better images in the future.
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Yokohama, Japan
Aug, 2009
If the predator gets closer, the freezing response (previous photo in the stream) flips to the flight behavior. I love the little hind paws and shadows on the snow in this photo.
When it rains, you do get lucky to see these kind of scenes on the streets of Bangladesh.
A woman returns to the slums with her child wrapped in her sari.
Hillview H/S, Chittagong.
Part 3 - snug as a bug .. just far enough from the fire, beside a tree, back to the North wind .. and of course my favorite.. right beside me
You can see a little blood on Lady Hawks left Talon as she just finished an unlucky mouse lunch. As the great hunter she is, soaring here with much confidence, and a killers instinct!
Coyote Hills Regional Park.
Fremont,Ca.
Flamingoes in Mumbai.. do not die of pollution.....
they thrive on it...........Just like Mumbaites.
They are reported to be killed here only due to illegal poaching at one place and they gradually shifted their habitant towrads other area which is protected Nuclear site in Mumbai ..
Their numbers seems to be steady over the years...
Have they evolved ... enough to survive among the filth and pollution.....?
These are the pictures of the Mahul gaon creek in Mumbai, where sea is surronded from
from three sides.One side is concrete jungle, other side is a fishing village and on remaining side is situated a power plant and a refinery.
For more information on Flamingo habitant, migration and other things pls follow
www.thewildones.org/Animals/flamingo.html
Pls see the expert findings about my observation here...thanks.
timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Flamingos_thrive_best_in_the_...
Tesoro Arcade @ Green Jeans Food Hall, Albuquerque
This little White Faced Capuchin suddenly started to react and for a few seconds I thought we were in for some trouble.
We were in the Manuel Antonio National Park where it is strictly forbidden to take food in. All points of entry were pedestrian and a full bag search applied to ensure that no one was taking in anything edible. Someone had clearly smuggled in a few snacks and this little fellow had spotted them. He saw it (a banana if I recall correctly) and swooped and snatched it from the startled visitor. Its animal instinct had taken over and the culprit had a close brush with the more aggressive side of nature and hopefully learnt a lesson.
I saw this guy lying so peacefully on the bench, seemingly slumbering, in the warmth of the sun on an otherwise chilly October day. Tiptoeing across the square towards him, in the very moment I raised the camera to my eye and was about to shoot he looked up. Truly a case of the hunted instinct we all possess, sleeping with one eye open.