ROAD KILL FURY
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-Henry David Thoreau
The elegant Great Egret is a dazzling sight in many a North American wetlands. Slightly smaller and more svelte than a Great Blue Heron, these are still large birds with impressive wingspans.
They hunt in classic heron fashion, standing immobile or wading through wetlands to capture fish with a deadly jab of their yellow bill.
Great Egrets were hunted nearly to extinction for their plumes in the late nineteenth century, sparking conservation movements and some of the first laws to protect birds. The Great Egret is the symbol of the National Audubon Society, one of the oldest environmental organizations in North America. Audubon was founded to protect birds from being killed for their feathers.
Not all young that hatch survive the nestling period. Aggression among nestlings is common and large chicks frequently kill their smaller siblings. This behavior, known as siblicide, is not uncommon among birds such as hawks, owls, and herons, and is often a result of poor breeding conditions in a given year.
Great Egrets fly slowly but powerfully: with just two wing-beats per second their cruising speed is around 25 miles an hour.
The oldest known Great Egret was 22 years, 10 months old and was banded in Ohio.
(Nikon D500, 300/4.0 + TC 1.4, 1/1600 @ f/7.1, ISO 220, Edited to Taste)
I know it hurts
I know It burns
But I just can’t be without ya .
On him :
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Void - Dalliance Lullaby
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I know it hurts
I know It burns
But I just can’t be without ya
I’ll never learn
Cause loving is worse
When I’m not laying with ya
Walking closer closer to the fire
Baby I’m a loaded gun
Going up in flames when I’m around ya
Burning up in smoke
You’re gonna kill me slowly
But I’d die for you, oh I’d die for la, la la love
You’re gonna kill me slowly
But I’d die for you, oh I’d die for la, la la love
You’re gonna kill me slowly
ヅ♫♫ヅ ♫♫
Kill Me slowly Jack Trades
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This feels like another dream
Everyone grabbed ahold of me
Pulled from every side of me
I give up, I give up
There's nothing left of me
Arms and legs in between
Caught inside a stupid dream
Look for him, but cannot see
I give up, I give up
There's no time to believe
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got a first hosting chance and I was told I killed it and got the job!
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and make it rain. Looks like we'll have rain for a couple more days, as this bluebird has three (at least, along with a larva of some kind) in its beak. It may be raining, but the babes still need feeding.
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Song
Kills
Black Dome, Catskills
It is early in the morning, and early in a hike that will take a few hours to complete. It has warmed up a little...not the air itself, just me and my body heat, already cooking with exertion. Crossing the kill, I didn't want to stop, but I knew I had to. In this area of New York, originally settled by the Dutch, a stream or channel is a kill, and so that is the appendage of this brook, the Batavia. My eyes follow the water upstream, against the tide, to a single point where it disappears into mystery. The colder air draws slightly warmer water into vapor, and vapor into ice, and it coats random branches and surfaces. Why some, and not others, is a question too big to answer on a scale this small. It will be hours before the sun hits the water, if at all, in it’s low winter track, and right now only low ambient light from above illuminates the flow as it slaloms the edges of darkness, in a deep crease of forest. I am heading towards nothing but a point on the map, a new mountain for me. The unknown will part like a curtain as I go, revealing itself forever. Every destination is stamped in my head, for better or worse, and if I return to them, it is to run from darkness, instead of towards it. They are points of refuge, escapes to be attempted when the confines of my life kills start to overwhelm. Those kills have edges too, some sharp some rounded and too well-worn, products of too much thinking on those borders of darkness. I move on across, taking a last look up to where the edges intersect into the woods.
La femmina, dopo essersi accoppiata, o anche durante l'atto, divora il maschio partendo dalla testa !!!!!!
The female, having coupled, or even during the act, devours the male from head !!!!!!
Michael Nesmith - Laugh Kills Lonesome
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLyuMjylzGY
All around the campfire
stood seven dusty men
The cook was drinking applejack,
the cattle were all penned
Someone must have cracked a wise one
because the men began to grin
Their smiles shot out like sunbeams
and made the night give in
Because
Laugh kills lonesome every single time
That's why Charlie Russell painted it
And why it looks so fine
Laugh kills lonesome every single time
Roy and Dale and Pecos Bill,
they knew all about this
So did Walt and Hasui,
who gave it their own twist
Sometimes, when things can't get much worse
and life's become a fist
Someone will crack a wise one
and laughter works like this, huh-huh
Laugh kills lonesome every single time
That's why Charlie Russell painted it
And why it looks so fine
Laugh kills lonesome every single time
Laugh kills lonesome
Laugh kills lonesome
Laugh kills lonesome every single time
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Michael Nesmith
December 30, 1942 - December 10, 2021
Thank you, Nes, for the music and the laughs.
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Many of the forests in Colorado's northern frontier have been decimated by Mountain Pine Beetles that burrow into the pine trees. Warmer temperatures have allowed the beetles to flourish. In the year of 2020, Colorado had experienced it's 3 largest forest fires in modern, recorded history. Warmer temperatures, lack of precipitation, strong winds, questionable forest management, and beetle kill forests are mostly to blame for their explosive nature.
Blog: Something About Autumn
Can you feel this loss
Please let these memories just fade
Time will heal the rain
But sometimes it hurts
I want to shine outside your halo
Watch me when I'm falling down
Step aside
Don't ask why
Let me down
Hit the ground
Bet you smile
Deep inside
An alternate take of a waterfall along South Road near Westbrookville, NY that flows into the Basha Kill.
This tragedy I blame myself for nothing
And all I really want is just some peace of mind
I'm sabotaged by the words unspoken
Happiness is chasing my own suicide
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
I think I found a way to kill the sun
I think I found a way to kill the sun
The last of me I keep inside a glass jar
'cept memories of you
That piece is mine
I guess I haven't gone too far
But heaven knows I fucking tried
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
And I should learn to let this go
And I will never let you go
I think I found a way to kill the sun
I think I found a way to kill the sun
I think I found a way to kill the sun
I think I found a way to kill the sun
The Music: Cane Hill - Kill the Sun
Another shot of the huge Grizzly Bear laying on the carcass of a musk ox calf. The bear is protecting his kill from Ravens and in his mind, the photographer.
This bear was in the area for three days. I had to work most of the day but would travel to where the bear was after work to photograph it. This is the biggest Grizzly I have ever seen, I've seen bigger Brown Bears. (Brown Bears and Grizzly Bears are technically the same species. The Brown Bears are coastal bears that gorge on salmon and can be up to twice as big as the Grizzlies of the interior and norther areas of Alaska.)
Williamstown, Massachusetts.
Williamstown is a town in Berkshire County, in the northwest corner of Massachusetts. It shares a border with Vermont to the north and New York to the west. It is part of the Pittsfield, Massachusetts Metropolitan Statistical Area. The population was 8,424 at the 2000 census. A college town, it is home to Williams College, the Clark Art Institute and the Tony-awarded Williamstown Theatre Festival, which runs every July and August.
Originally called West Hoosac, the area was first settled in 1749. Fort West Hoosac, a blockhouse and stockade, was built in 1756. The town was incorporated in 1765 as Williamstown after Ephraim Williams, who was killed in the French and Indian War. He bequeathed a significant sum to the town on the condition that it were named after him and started a free school. In 1791, the school opened, becoming Williams College in 1793.
With a collection of classic and historic Alcos on the property a trip to the Batten Kill always results in something cool to see. This scene shows from left to right the ex Delaware and Hudson, now Southern New England Railroad RS-36 5015 being restored to its grand D&H paint scheme, Battten Kill RS-3 4116 and the newly restored Alco S-2 D&H 3012 just returning from a day of work along the old D&H Washington Branch.