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I know Barn Owls screech and it's the Tawny owl that Twit twoo's but it was the only title I could think of LOL
I put up a Barn Owl nesting box in a big Oak tree not 100 yards behind my house. Last year I had success and Mum and Dad fledged three young. These are two young Barn owls (you can tell by the last bit of fluff on the tummy, not taken from behind my house, but not to far away at all.
I went across the field last night and saw a Barn Owl on the front of my box, the first of this year !!!!!!
I very rarely put the 2x extender on the 600mm, but I was super impressed with the quality...... Note to self, do it more often !!
Thanks to everyone that gave their opinion on my Bluebell image (positive or negative) I really appreciated the feedback xx
As you know by now, I love when artists use music to tell a story, weaving the music and the lyrics into a tale filled with emotion and colours. Don McLean is one of those Artists who masterfully achieve this. Vincent is an Ode to the dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh (1853 - 1890). He struggled with mental illness all through his life and died at his own hands at the age of just 37. During his life, he barely sold any of his paintings. Which makes the fact that these days they are worth millions kind of a cruel joke. Don McLean weaved numerous paintings of VanGogh into his Lyrics, which is another nice touch
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy, linen land
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
I know Renee was here in Lone Pine recently and I was looking for her footprints 😊
and felt I should wave hi to all my flickr friends.
I am going to be travelling till mid-September hoping to take some nice pictures, so I will be off flickr for a while.
I know I have been remiss getting to everyone, so I wanted to say thank you to for the favs and comments, and hope everyone enjoys there summer.
Hugs George
……I’d just taken these golden flakes of onion out of the Rayburn, they smelt so yummy and I thought ‘I bet they’d look good up close too’! The perfect ingredient for this weeks Macro Mondays Frame Filling theme!! It was Roast Beef this week & I always add a few flakes to the gravy - delicious Sunday Roast. Happy Macro Monday to all on Flickr, each flake is circa 10mm & the whole image about the size of a credit card. Cold beef & Salad out of the garden today. Alan:-) HMM.....
For the interested I’m growing my Shutterstock catalogue regularly here, now sold 43 images :- www.shutterstock.com/g/Alan+Foster?rid=223484589&utm_...
©Alan Foster.
©Alan Foster. All rights reserved. Do not use without permission.……
You'll never know how much I really love you
You'll never know how much I really care
Listen
Do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, whoa oh, oh
Closer
Let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I'm in love with you
Listen
Do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, whoa oh, oh
Closer
Let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I'm in love with you
I've known the secret for a week or two
Nobody knows, just we two
Listen
Do you want to know a secret
Do you promise not to tell, whoa oh, oh
Closer
Let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear
I'm in love with you
Sows with cubs are known to be quite protective with their cubs. Everyone knows not to mess with a mama bear ... well except for the big boars who roam around with one thing in mind. They will do anything to get some "alone time" with the females, including kill their cubs so that they will be available. It's honestly one of the things that I fear the most when I'm out photographing the sows with cubs. I remember one day seeing a sow with 2 or 3 young spring cubs fishing a stream, then they disappeared. A while later we could hear screaming of the little ones and I feared the worse. I asked our guide if he thought the cubs were being attacked by a big boar we had also seen in the vicinity. He said no because the crying out was so prolonged. If it had been a boar attacking a cub, it would have been over long ago. We eventually found the little cubs way up in a tree ... unharmed. Whoever said only black bears climb trees?
So, this brown bear cub in the image wasn't one of those cubs, but it is another one seeking the same safety from a board in the area. Its mom sensing the danger for her cubs will send them literally scurrying up the nearest tree for safety. She will then fiercely defend against the boar. When it's safe, she will give a signal to the cubs who will shimmy on down the tree to reunite with mom.
These cubs in the trees are one of the cutest sights ever. So on alert and anxious about the frantic activity going on. They never question mom when she alerts them and promptly obey. So darned smart and adorable to watch.
Well, it's Monday again. Only 1 more after today before 2022. Yikes, where is the time going?
© Debbie Tubridy Photography
Theories range from getting oxygen for the Bald Cypress tree to helping stabilize the tree because of it's shallow root system, but no one has yet figured out the real purpose of cypress knees. Just another one of those unsolved mysteries of nature.
Temps below 20 degrees this morning in the swamps...stay warm, people!!!
I think he knows his footprints
On the sidewalk
Lead to where I can't stop
Go there every night
I think he knows his hands around
A cold glass
Make me wanna know that body
Like it's mine
He got that boyish look that I like in a man
I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans
It's like I'm seventeen, nobody understands
No one understands
Wanna know what it's like (like)
Baby, show me what it's like (like)
I don't really got no type (type)
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I wanted an excuse to use the ebody reborn so a pink succubus with Doja Cat vibes was formed haha. What's your favorite song?
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♡ Ceylon Lelutka Head ♡
♡ Ebody Reborn ♡
♡ Bonbon - Melona Hair ♡
♡ Petrichor - Kelstreia Horns ♡
♡ Aii - Amorous Demon Wings ♡
♡ Aii - Bleeding Heart Cuff Jewelry ♡
♡ Caboodle - Sinner's Outfit ♡
♡ Duckie - Kitten Bruises ♡
♡ Gloom - Leto ♡
♡ Gloom - Digital Heart Overlay ♡
♡ Psycho Pills - Yandere Love ♡ Overlay ♡
♡ Moonwaii - Cute Nosetip ♡
♡ Reed Skins - Kawaii Tears Animated ♡
♡ Rotten - Heart Bound Tattoo ♡
♡ FoxCity - Want it, Got it Backdrop ♡
♡ Mewsery Harmoji Pose ♡
You'll never know how much I miss you, you won't see it in my face
You'll never know I'll never find another that could take your place
'Cause I'll be smiling when I see you, though my tears won't ever show
Yeah, I might always love you but you'll never know
I really thought they'd not bother to repair this again but I was wrong. Work started this week.
White stands for the proposed borders of an excavation. When crews need to mark the limits of the excavation needed for a basement, or even just a trench, they mark the outlines in white paint. This is usually the first step before any underground infrastructure is precisely located. It shows where the digging will occur.
Orange chalk indicates communications. This could include cable TV, phone systems, alarm wiring, fiber optics, or conduits intended to carry signals rather than power. With our modern reliance on telecommunications, it’s wise to be careful when digging around orange markings.
Blue chalk s the color of water, thus it makes sense that blue markings indicate the presence of water lines. Though not as potentially disastrous as a gas or power line, hitting a water pipe or main would have some pretty severe consequences on a project and surrounding residents. Take care around water, despite the peaceful, blue color.
Yellow means natural gas, petroleum, or steam. It’s the color for urgency and caution. Anyone who’s tapped into a gas line and lived to tell the tale knows the value of accurate markings for gas lines. Oil and steam can be almost as problematic. Take care when you see yellow markings.
I know these guys are everywhere in Caliornia making holes and lots of noise, but they are so cute. This guy had his foot up in a position that reminded me of the very recognizable logo on the Captain Morgan bottle.
Clown-faced western woodpecker with a complicated social structure, living in small colonies. Best known for its habit of hoarding acorns: the birds drill small holes in a dead snag, then harvest acorns in fall and store them in these holes, to be eaten during winter. Such a "granary tree" may be used for generations and may be riddled with up to 50,000 holes. Nesting is a group activity, with several adults (up to 12 or more) taking part in incubating the eggs and feeding the young in a single nest.
You guys know I’m a sucker for animal print.
No surprises there huh.
Jack Spoon Cosmetics Bri Dress has given us the GOODS, rigged for
- Reborn
- Juicy Boobs
- Legacy
- Lara X
(Yes, I’m showing this off in my reborn, Bri deserves it!)
PBR + Legacy Textures, magically adjusts based on your viewer.
*insert rainbow weooooowwwww here*
Single Color options or probably best to just buy the Fatpack for 16 fabric options.
Heck yeah.
This sexy lil dress is available at Kustom9 now.
So go demo, fall in love, and buy! So easy amirite?!
Oh heeeyyyy see this tattoo? It’s fucking dope, right?
By VUDU Tattoo, the Wild + Free Collection is BoM, 4 different opacity options, full or separate (lower, upper etc) 9 options.
I’m thinking I may never take this off, honestly. The Wild barefoot + free has absolutely got my heart. I’m in love!
Wild + Free Collection is available now at The Magical Fair.
Honourable Mentions
- Glasses Crush Shades - Space Cadet (FAVE glasses in all of SL)
- Hair Muse - Truth
- Necklace Yummy - Oversized Pearl Necklace
- Rings/Bracelets Yummy - Casual Chic Collection
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And did you know
That every flake of snow
That forms so high
In the grey winter sky
And falls so far
Is a bright six-pointed star?
Each crystal grows
A flower as perfect as a rose.
Lace could never make
The patterns of a flake.
No brooch
Of figured silver could approach
Its delicate craftsmanship. And think:
Each pattern is distinct.
Of all the snowflakes floating there –
The million million in the air –
None is the same. Each star
Is newly forged, as faces are,
Shaped to its own design
Like yours and mine.
And yet… each one
Melts when its flight is done;
Holds frozen loveliness
A moment, even less;
Suspends itself in time –
And passes like a rhyme.
Snowflakes
-Clive Sansom
For Kreative People December Contest 57 Snow, Ice & Rain.
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♫I know all the ways, we separate
Where we start to fade at different frequencies
I could compensate
Try to fill the space
Or let it suffocate
Between the waves
Is there another place?
Without the history a cleaner slate?
With no memory?
Then let me know, and I'll go
If I can hold on, to a vanishing point♫
To know that the Caribbean island of Aruba was formed by volcanic processes, one need only to make the short trip to the eastern Atlantic Ocean side of the isle where wave action batters the shore due to the steady tradewinds from the northeast. This wave action leaves the underlying rock exposed. In the foreground you see basalt rocks and a basalt outcropping on the left; in the middle ground on the other side of this little cove you see the remains of an ancient lava flow.
I know it may be unethical to take a color film photo and make it monochrome but I just had to for this particular scene. When I originally photographed it, despite being Fujicolor Superia, I had black & white in my mind. It just feels right to me.
I know film enthusiasts are against it, but its my photo and my work at the end of the day. There are no rules when it comes to photography in my opinion.
I've added these 2 to my album To A Rhythm We Will Never Know as another year passes and I remain 3 1/2 years clear.
No one knows how to say goodbye.
It seems so easy, until you try.
Then the moments pass you by.
No one knows how the story ends.
Live the day doing what gives you pleasure.
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VALTER PATRIAL PHOTOGRAPHIC EXPEDITIONS
Canon EOS 5D Mark IV
Lens: 12mm + 24mm
Yeah I know I’m suppose to be at home, but I can not be inside the entire time. Lucky the streets are pretty empty so keeping 6 feet away from everyone is pretty easy. Hope everyone is well and keeping safe. Hugs <3
Nobody knows where it is...nobody swims here except me....somewhere in Armidale....I would share it with you should you chance upon it:)
Happy Is Who Knows How To Love - Herman Hesse//
Happiness is love, nothing else. A man who is capable of love is happy." After many years of introspection and self-reflection, Hesse came to this beautiful conclusion. There"s nothing like love to help you experience happiness.
p.s. 3. "At her first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept within me, came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense." - Herman Hesse
Dance Me To The End Of Love - Leonard Cohen
As you all know by now that South Texas is in a heat wave, with tempertures soaring over 100 degrees for the past 3 weeks now. I captured the moment of the clear outline of sun just before it sunk below the horizon. Hope Y'all like it, my friends. Lol.
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Thanks for all your wonderful support on my work in the art of Photography. Lol: Gaston
Wishing all my Flickr Friends a great and happy weekend ahead.
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I know it's been ages since I've made any images to upload mostly because I'm not able to get a decent sized image to work with without crashing atleast a zillion times before. But all this aside, I've made these two hats for " Art In Hats" an event that I'm sure you'll be hearing more about pretty soon!
I've added these 2 to my album To A Rhythm We Will Never Know as another year passes and I remain 3 1/2 years clear.
I know exactly what he was thinking. I can do all of this
in one trip and then relax instead of making 3 or 4 trips.
you know; actually this is Brendan's style,
I always inspired by him :)
thanks, Brendan for your creative art!
Please look at this page; www.flickr.com/photos/rebelsabu/........
Sunflowers all face the same way and follow the sun across the sky. Ever wonder why?
According to Greek mythology, the water nymph Clytie fell in love with the god of the sun, Apollo, who dazzled the earth as he drove his golden chariot across the sky each day. When he rejected Clytie’s affection, it nearly drove her mad. She spent days without food or water as she searched the heavens and waited for Apollo to appear.
In the end, she was transformed into a sunflower, a plant which turns its face toward the sun as it moves across the sky each day.
Now you know.
Also know as a "Touch Me Not" it is often found along the sides of roads, in ditches and along edges of fields. They are very delicate and Hummingbirds love them.
“There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow. How old must you be before you know that?
There is only now, and if now is only two days, then two days is your life and everything in it will be in proportion. This is how you live a life in two days."
EVENTS:
DETAILS:
Check my new blog where you can find everything, with picture, information, etc (blogspot).
And check my picture information here too. In my tumblr blog.
Yes, I know it's truly spring, and I'm posting a truly autumnal piece. Well, I've never been one to stand on ceremony (I'm not even sure that that metaphor is appropriate), but I came across a backup drive for my Windows 7 PC that finally gave up the ghost a year ago this week. That drive has some of my favorite shots from the last 23 years. Today, I'll start with January 2000...
Just kidding. It may be quite a while before there's a method to my madness. We have Monday Dogs (and a new one that I just took yesterday); Wednesday Woodpeckers, and on the drive, there are at least a dozen fairly good Nuttall's from a separate file I made for the year I was able to witness the female making the nest, then the two parents rearing the two chicks, and then them fledging and disappearing from this territory. With the other surprise of a whole file of butterflies, maybe Fridays should be Fluttering Friday. And on and on.
Anyway, there are a few very things that I miss about growing up in Massachusetts. Lobster, fried clams, blue jays, and autumn in a house surrounded by sugar maples. When I found this tree at the beginning of the pandemic, it brightened my mood, but I soon realized that one maple tree does not make for autumn. Still, it's better than nothing.
A word to the wise: If a 1T USB Flash Drive by SanDisk or Western Digital or some other established firm is selling it for $75, and you find a sale by a company whose name you can't pronounce (but think it sounds like one of the medicines you take) is selling it for $28.50, do not go by the price. Soime "USB 3" are "USB 2" and some won't even plug in. That's all I'm going to say, but if someone wants to buy two 1T drives, I'll sell them at the same price I got them for: $28.50.
You know, that one empty chair that many of us have at our holiday meal table, maybe there are two or even three empty chairs? That empty chair in the living room next to the Christmas tree. Or that empty chair out on the front porch, the one that used to be filled with that person, you know, that person you spent most of your life with or at least a good portion of it.
Well, that chair might appear empty. But it's really not. It's very full. It's brimming with all the memories of the person who occupied that chair for so long. The sound of their laughter, the look of their smile, the look in their eyes when they opened a gift from you or another loved one. Or the glint in their eye as you opened a gift from them.
That empty chair held the one who occupied a very special place in your heart and you are now just left with the memories. You know that chair, right?
If you don't, then consider yourself lucky but as many of us do know that chair, we can take comfort in the wonderful memories we have of those people who are no longer here on earth with us but are embedded deep in our hearts forever. That's what gets us through the hard times.
I'm heading to Alaska where I am so fortunate to have many loved ones and I count those blessings every day and do not take them for granted.
I hope you all have a Wonderful Christmas. And all of you who do have that empty chair, or two or three, blessings to you and remember fondly the good in times past and feel lucky that you had those times.
Luke 23:34 Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots.
Today is Good Friday. It marks the day our Lord was crucified.
I suppose it's Good Friday because if he hadn't sacrificed his body then the world would have been lost. But the good news is, that on Sunday, we commemorate the day of his resurrection.
God bless you and Happy Easter.
I'd like to thank two very special people who helped me with this shot and on very short notice, my good friends Levi Garrets and Uri Jefferson. You guys are so awesome! Thank you!♥
What was meant to be just a test shot to see how my new camera would handle high ISO situations turned out to be the last shot I'd get of the intact Crunden Martin Buildings in Downtown St. Louis.
Just about 4 weeks later, early on the morning of November 28th, 2025 a massive 5 alarm fire broke out at the complex causing catastrophic and irreversible damage to many of the buildings that were still standing of this historic complex of warehouses that stands less than 1,000ft from the grounds of the Gateway Arch. It took around 200 firefighters from the City of St. Louis and surrounding suburbs to control the blaze but by daybreak the extent of the blaze was apparent. Many of the walls of the early 1900s built brick buildings lay in ruin. Bricks from the walls were scattered in smoldering piles of rumble on the streets below and fire fighters reminded on site for days putting out the remaining hotspots. What once stood as a reminder of St. Louis' industrial might at the start of the 20th century lay in ruins.
You don't know what you've got till its gone.
UP train MSLSLB-01 pulls tonnage up and out of Union Pacific's Lesperance Street Yard passing the still in tact Crunden Martin Buildings on the Poplar Street Wye.
empty room ...
the salon style hanging
or Petersburg Hanging, usually a wild hanging and not in a row
multiple shapes and colors in small rectangles ...
here the flat hanging of the many single pictures becomes a total work of art ...
indirect light behind a ceiling joint results in a very bad distribution of light and made photography almost impossible,
ceiling and floor were therefore dark and the walls in the upper area overexposed ...
to this day I don't know if I should have entered this room at all, it was located in areas where normal visitors of the Voorlinden Museum are actually not allowed to go, but the door to this room wasn't locked ...
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I know I have took and posted a similar picture before but this was taken with my new Hi Tech 10mm 10 stop filter with a lee 0.6 ND grad so wanted to show everyone.
The sky was quite white at this point but the nd grad bought back some detail.
i did colour correct this but decided it actually looked nice with a cooler colour so changed it back slightly.
This is a 130 second exposure thanks to my new Hi Tech filter.
Back to work tomorrow so won't be on as much for a couple of days but will be getting out with my new stuff soon for some picture taking.
My camera was on my tripod and fired via cable release using bulb mode and timed with my watch.
Getting my photo mojo back so I've got lots of ideas springing back into my mind again.
Thankyou Thankyou Thankyou for all your amazing support helping my last few pictures to reach explore and my last one making the flickr front page :)
look forward to seeing more of all your amazing pictures through 2012.
Hope you all had a great xmas and wish you all a prosperous New Year :)