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Well one family has definitely outwitted the local hunter. This is a very busy parent busy feeding fledglings who were out of sight in among the ivy - but various "tseep" tseep" sounds betrayed their presence!
A Bullock's oriole pair took turns feeding their three hungry babies in a nest at Barr Lake State Park near Brighton, Colorado.
Olympus E-M1 Mark II
Olympus M.14-150mm F4.0-5.6 II
Aperture ƒ/5.6
Focal length 150.0 mm
Shutter 1/640
ISO 800
These new parents look tuckered out, no doubt with 22 babes!! Guess where the chicks all are in this picture?!
A parent bug nymph. Went back to see if it is still there on a following day and it has disappeared. Other benches in the gardens all still have their little shieldbug nurseries. Wonder where this little dude is?
Saint Flour le 15 Juillet 2014, nous sommes un mardi.
Fin de matinée. Un soleil dru mais la fraîcheur d'une altitude.
Des pierres massives dessinent des maisons toutes aussi massives.
Le Cantal nous surprend et nous prend.
Il faut ouvrir grand ses yeux, car nous ressentons souvent en traversant la France, l'humeur de ces villes et villages qui se sont figés dans le temps...
De plus en plus des signes forts nous indiquent l'achèvement d'un temps.
La ville est pourtant grande, animée ....
Mais dans ses rues et ruelles, tellement de boutiques anciennes aux devantures encore riches d'une histoire, sont comme pétrifiées, mortifiées, surannées et ... closes dans la poussière sous une lumière photographiques pour les touristes de passage.
Subsistent encore certaines. Celles ci sont alors un appel à notre histoire.
Nos enfances.
Nos 1ers achats en colonies de vacances ou, pour d'autres,
avec les mains serrées dans celles de leurs parents et qui ouvraient grandes leurs portes pour nous acheter notre premier couteau. ...
Avec la Chris, toujours souriante devant tout cela,
main dans la main, toujours,
nous avons acheté notre fromage à un fermier ambulant et,
le comble,
j'ai acheté un aiguiseur de couteau ...
Made in China !
Quelques shots et hop on a filé ...
...
Saint Flour July 15, 2014, we are a Tuesday.
Late morning. A thickly sun, but the freshness of altitude.
Massive stone houses draw equally massive.
Cantal surprises us and takes us.
We must open his eyes wide, as we often feel through France,
the mood of these towns and villages that are frozen in time ...
Increasingly strong signs indicate the completion of a time.
The city is still big, bustling ....
But in its streets and alleys, so the old shops storefronts still rich of history are petrified, mortified, and outdated ... closed in the dust.
Some still exist. They will then have a call to our history.
Our childhoods.
Nos1ers shopping camps or for others,
with hands clasped in that of our parents and we who opened their doors to buy us our first knife. ...dropoff Window
With Chris, still smiling at all,
together, forever,
we bought our cheese farmer and a street,
the height,
I bought a knife sharpener ...
Made in China!
My parents, 82 & 86 years old, on their wedding's 60 years anniversary.
I love you folks!
Photo taken on Aug. 8th, 2008
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31 years ago today my mom died. This was her last picture. My youngest son was just 6 weeks old, and my parents were going to Florida for the winter. I was going to miss them. They would be back by April to file their income taxes. Home shopping club had been advertising this new telephone device, that you plugged your phone into it, and if someone had the same device, you could see them while you were talking to them! Futuristic for sure! We didn’t buy them. My mom died the next day, after they arrived in Florida to their house trailer from a heart attack. She was 70 years old. That was a Sunday morning August 8, 1991. I was just remembering our conversations of how I was going to miss her and how I wished we had those devices to see each other while we talked. 31 years later, I just finished talking to my older son and daughter in law from my Ipad with FaceTime. We FaceTime all the time without thinking about it. 31 years ago it was a dream. I never had another phone call from my mom after she left, and she didn’t come back in April. My Dad came back two days later. I saw my mom at her funeral. She has been with the Lord these past 31 years. My dad joined her on October 31, 1999. Time sure does fly by and things change so much in this world. The Good news is The Lord never changes! His Word doesn’t change either. Some people think it should change to accept today’s changes. I have peace that it doesn’t change. The Bible says, Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever. Hebrews 13:8❤️
The pond at home acts as a nursery helping to restore the frog population in the area.
About 3 years ago when the first baby frogs (Pelophylax esculentus) were born there was one, the biggest of them all that since its juvenile years sat at position 45, if one looks at the pond as a clock.
At start of winter the frogs leave for hibernation in the close by bushes and only come back to the pond by spring of the next year as adults to mate and then leave after laying their eggs. For the rest of the year, until next hibernation, only the year's babies inhabit the pond.
Unusually this year I observed there was a big adult one still there and sitting exclusively at position 45.
I have a suspicion this is 45, now close to 4 years old, parenting its offspring. Also, this is first time I see the display of close interaction among them, touching each other in the hands and the feet.
Baselland, Switzerland
PB_M0109-2.2 - 400mm
Back at the Hunter Wetlands, a great day with Archie McCafferty!
I took many photos of these Moorhens with their babies but not many came out ok, I think it had something to do with the time of day and reflection off the water.. that's my excuse anyway ;-)
These Parent shieldbugs were in the same place as the Parents with eggs that I photographed earlier in the year though I haven't seen them there since they hatched despite looking. There were many leaves all covered in these bugs in various stages of development. There were about six leaves all covered in these bugs in various stages of development - a good year for Parent Shieldbugs
July 2016 TQ150693 - TQ150694
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I have plenty of these this year and it has been pretty noisy in my yard with them all protesting that the parents have stopped feeding them.
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They are divorced for more that 15 years but I found these polaroids from their wedding...
explored <3
Black Oyster (Haematopus bachmani) parents lead 2 of their 3 chicks to safety on the beach after descending large rock where nest was; 3rd chick is lagging behind but eventually joins the family
1856. First visit of Alexandra Feodorovna.
Dowager empress of Russia.
Widow of Nicholas I.
Mother of Alexander II.
Regular stays until 1860.
1856. Russian Orthodox Church. Nowadays Rue de Longchamp.
Winter 1864 - 1865. Tsar Alexander II and his wife move to the Villa Brémond.
The death of the 20 year old tsar-evictch Nicolas Alexandrovitch interrupts the stay.
Deeply affected by the grief, the parents bought the Villa Bremond, had it demolished and had a mausoleum built in memory of their child.
The Empress Marie Féodorovna, widow of Tsar Alexander III, stayed in Nice with her children.
The sovereign noted that the church was too small for worship and decided to build the cathedral.
1903. Work on the cathedral begins.
The plans were signed by the Russian architect Preobrazhensky, who had just shown the extent of his talent by designing the Russian church in Florence.
1912. The construction of the cathedral is completed.
2011. The Nice Cathedral is returned to the Moscow Patriarchate.
Nice Cathedral is the largest Orthodox religious building built outside Russia.
6 bulbous domes with glazed tiles from Florence and fine gold leaves on the bell tower dome.
Gold leaf.
Façade of ochre bricks from the Rhineland.
Mosaics on the facades handmade by Russian artists.
Gilded crosses produced in Italy.
Interior in the shape of a Greek cross.
Treasures of icons with gold and silver work, woodwork and frescoes.
Choir closed by a superb iconostasis.
To the right of the choir, the icon of Our Lady of Kazan, enhanced with chased silver and gems.
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1856. 1er séjour d’Alexandra Féodorovna.
Impératrice douairière de Russie.
Veuve de Nicolas 1er.
Mère d’Alexandre II.
Séjours réguliers jusqu’en 1860.
1856. Eglise Orthodoxe russe. Actuelle Rue de Longchamp.
Hiver 1864 – 1865. Le Tsar Alexandre II et son épouse s’installent à la Villa Brémond.
Le décès du tsarévictch Nicolas Alexandrovitch, âgé de 20 ans, interrompt le séjour.
Très marqués par la douleur, les parents rachètent la Villa Brémond, la font détruire et font élever un mausolée en souvenir de leur enfant.
L’Impératrice Marie Féodorovna, veuve du Tsar Alexandre III, séjourne à Nice avec ses enfants.
La souveraine constatant que l’église est trop petite pour le culte. la construction de la cathédrale est décidée.
1903. Lancement des travaux de la cathédrale.
Les plans sont signés de l’architecte russe Préobrajensky qui vient de montrer l’ampleur de son talent en concevant l’église russe de Florence.
1912. Achèvement des travaux de construction de la cathédrale.
2011. La cathédrale de Nice est retournée au patriarcat de Moscou.
La cathédrale de Nice est le plus grand édifice religieux orthodoxe construit hors de Russie.
6 coupoles à bulbes avec des tuiles vernissées de Florence et des feuilles d’or fin sur la coupole du clocher.
feuilles d’or.
Façade de Briques ocres de Rhénanie.
Mosaïques des façades réalisées à la main par des artistes russes.
Croix dorées produites en Italie.
Intérieur en forme de Croix Grecque.
Trésors d’icônes relevées d’orfèvrerie, de boiseries et de fresques.
Chœur fermé par une superbe iconostase.
A droite du chœur, l’icône de Notre-Dame-de-Kazan, rehaussée d’argent ciselé et de pierreries.