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Today’s bear picture is of a youngster (probably a year or two old) sitting and watching in search of what it is doing wrong…with a spattering of pity party mingled in.
The ranger assigned there to keep stupid people from doing stupid things said that the larger, thriving bears adapt several ways of catching the salmon where the scrawny ones concentrate all their time and effort on only one way to fish.
Some people could learn a lot from watching the bears!
Fly.
Southwest Arizona, USA.
Full frame. dedicated Vintahe macro film lens. No crop. No post processing.
Mist in Wolfscote Dale, with Moat Low, always identifiable on the southern horizon, in the distance.
I'm still getting to grips with the new camera, and managed to switch it into jpg save for a short while, thus making post processing difficult
This is Lancing college shot from Mill hill on the other side of the Adur Valley, The chapel is a lot larger than you can see in this image www.flickr.com/photos/17469730@N00/50083683217/in/photost....
Just a simple candid street style Snapograph captured at London UK of a young child looking as if she's learning how to use a cell phone.
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It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It is the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance.
It is the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.
~B Midler
another go at this editing and pushing it a bit further . this one was rather lost in the background mess (grasses) before .looks much better to me now .
"But the important thing about learning to wait, I feel sure, is to know what you are waiting for."
- Anna Neagle
Model: Julia McIvor
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An ongoing series of Black and White photos exploring the shapes and patterns of urban architecture in Toronto Ontario.
East wall of No 55 Ontario St.
Original photography using a Canon EOS 5DS body with a Sigma 24-105mm F4 DG OS HSM Art lens and Silver EFEX Pro as a Lightroom plugin for the Black and White conversion.
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Black Skimmer getting ready to feed its chick... Please excuse the clutter in shot...Couldnt isolate the subjects...too many Skimmers! (...a GREAT problem to have!) :>)
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This Derby to Neville Hill route learner has been around for a few weeks now, but its the first time I've picked up on it. Brightening up Woodburn Junction the celebrity HST heads into Sheffield
43366 43184 5Z44 1151 Derby to Neville Hill T&R.S.M.D
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Sony ILCE-7RM5
Spanish Imperial Eagle (Aquila adalberti) juvenile Spain_9176
A rare eagle breeding only in Spain and Portugal, with some immatures dispersing into North Africa.
Very similar to the closely-related Imperial Eagle, but is darker overall and adults have a distinctive white leading wing edge on the shoulders which can been seen from below when flying. Juveniles (as here) are rufous and largely un-streaked on the upper-wings, underwings, and the breast compared to the heavily streaked Imperial Eagles.
Mostly found in remote forested landscapes, especially those with a high density of rabbits.
You don't learn to walk by following rules. You learn by doing, and by falling over.
-Richard Branson
Sydney's first ballet class. This was taken shortly before she left the class. She only made it 10 minutes into the 45 minute class before giving up. I think it was too overwhelming for her being in there with the big kids. It didn't help that Jessie kept giving her instruction...haha. I kept telling Jessie to let the instructor give her guidance, but Jessie being the teacher that she is, kept telling Sydney what to do.
Next week, we will make sure she is in an age appropriate class. :)
EXPLORE: Sept 8, 2010 #162
flamingos offer lessons in makeup and in impersonating a question mark...
~I should be living the dream,
But I'm living with a security team,
And that ain't gonna change, no,
I got a paranoia in me.
And you wouldn't believe,
Everything that I've seen, no,
Coming apart at the seams,
And no one around me knows,
Who I am, what I'm on,
Who I've hurt and where they've gone,
I know that I've done some wrong,
But I'm trying to make it right.
To the one I love, bring me round,
Get me out, right now.
And know that I love you, but,
I'm still learning,
To love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my),
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my),
I should be living the dream,
But I go home and I got no self-esteem (nope),
You think I'm swimming in green, but,
It's passed around my family tree.
No man wants to really commit,
Intimidated 'cause I get paid and shit,
In the crowd you're reading my lips, but,
No one around me knows,
Who I am, what I'm on,
Who I've hurt and where they've gone,
I know that I've done some wrong,
But I'm trying to make it right,
The same mistakes, on and on,
To all my friends, I'm sorry for,
And know that I love you but,
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my)
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my)
Oh, I try and I try,
To remember sometimes,
If I breathe, it's alright,
But some things don't change,
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my),
Who I am, what I'm on,
Who I've hurt and where they've gone,
I know that I've done some wrong,
But I'm trying to make it right.
To the one I love, bring me round,
Get me out, right now
(And the ones I love),
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my),
I'm still learning to love myself (to love my, to love my, to love my),
Oh, I try and I try,
To remember sometimes,
If I breathe, it's alright,
But some things don't change,
I'm still learning to love myself.
~
My Song.
Halsey - Still Learning
Nobody talks about the stage when you’re no longer a caterpillar but you’re not a butterfly yet either… you’re just in this cocoon, healing, growing, purging.. and it’s truly one of the hardest but most gratifying experiences in this life. you gotta embrace the in-between. 🐛
It's been One Year I suddenly lost my beloved father from an unexpected fulminating stroke. He passed away on a Friday 13th, the worst day in my life. One year of Grieve, putting myself together, one day after the other.
It was traumatic, I've never cried as much, never hurt that much. I hadn't really learned the meaning of Despair till then. it's been a long process. He was the joy in our lives, our Anchor.
It was in the middle of a real storm, one I'd never expected, most powerful than I could've ever imagined, that I learned how strong and fragile I could be. One doesn't learn that until Darkness comes with no short notice... A water divisor I wish it hadn't happened.
I've learned a lot about myself and people in general after this.
I also learned who my real friends are, not that many, by the way, but priceless. Some stayed by my side, others revealed they weren't such good friends... and there were a few who surprised me, who checked on me from time to time to see how I was doing, offered me help, sincerely and not afraid I could accept it. I call it even.
I thank those good old friends and the new ones, for their support, compassion, their Friendship. I thank my boyfriend, my Family and my Brother, who has become our anchor.
and my Flickr friends who kept visiting and posting on my photos, even when I spent months hardly commenting on anyone's.
One doesn't remain the same after such loss. I haven't. Life is, indeed, short... and it can end from one minute to the other. I'm learning to say "I love you" more often, to give my love more often to the ones who matter.
In the last year my ambitions have also changed, I want to be happy doing what I do, I don't want to change the way I see the world and people through my lenses in order to fit where some people may think I should. Life is too short for that. I'll stand with the ones who appreciate, value, what I do.
As a person, I'll stand with good people, the strong in character, the ones who know the value of friendship, love. I want to be the best person I can, honor the man my father was and everything he taught me.
I learned so much from him, he was a Genuine Good, Unselfish, Loving Person. A Real Father, Husband, Son, Brother, Friend. A Great Man, with an amazing Character (one either has it or not, there's no mid term for that) a man of his Word. He was so Unique, died young... full of plans, full of life. The World is a sadder place without him.
It's with tears going down that I dedicate this self portrait to Him, who was never afraid to show the ones he loved how much he cared, who helped others, who raised his family with all his heart, love, tenderness. A man I'll miss till the end of my life.
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