Le Gomphe à pinces (Onychogomphus forcipatus) est un onychogomphe, cette libellule possède sur le dessus de son abdomen des taches jaunes alternant avec des marques noires et non une ligne quasi-continue comme chez les gomphes du genre Gomphus.

Les yeux verts de ce gomphe à pince permettent aisément de le différencier à distance du gomphe à crochets dont les yeux sont bleus. Attention cependant,

certains gomphes à pinces peuvent avoir les yeux bleus, mais il semble que ceux-ci fréquentent des régions plus méridionales que la Bretagne ou l'Alsace!

Ici une femelle..! redoutable....

Dans beaucoup de films de Science Fiction les personnages sont réalisés à partir de telles photos

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The Clawed clubtail (Onychogomphus forcipatus) is an onychogomphe, this dragonfly has yellow spots on the top of its abdomen alternating with black markings and not an almost continuous line as in the Gomphus genus Gomphus.

The green eyes of this pincer club make it easy to differentiate it at a distance from the hook club with blue eyes. Be careful though,

some pincers may have blue eyes, but it seems that these frequent more southern regions than Brittany or Alsace!

Here a female ..! formidable....

In many Science Fiction films the characters are made from such photos

Slowly showing more and more coloration, this Panther Chameleon (Furcifer pardalis) will have much more red streaking his body in about a year's time. You can already see this coloration coming in around his eyes and mouth, with light flourishes painting his legs and abdomen. He's got loads of crickets to eat before then, though--he eats over a dozen a day!

And chameleons really are quite evolved! Seemingly every facet of their being is highly specialized for survival, from their gripping, pincer like feet, to their prehensile tails, to their separately-swiveling eyes, to their color-shifting skin, to their darting tongues. Most chameleons share these incredible traits, be they tiny Leaf Chameleons (like the smallest of all, Brookesia micra, which grows to only an inch in length) or the Parson's Chameleon, which grows to over 25 inches in length, or the size of a house cat!

This panther chameleon, named Queso, lives in captivity.

Standing alone at the water’s edge or on a branch just above the water, the green heron waits patiently for its prey before driving its head into the water and catching its target in its pincer-like bill . Feeding primarily on fish, the green heron is one of very few tool-using bird species and uses a variety of baits and lures, including insects, earthworms, twigs or feathers, to entice fish to where it can grab them. This versatile, intelligent predator has a rather large bill for its size and, as such, can feed on a variety of other large prey, including frogs, reptiles, small mammals and crustaceans. It feeds by day and night in shallow waters, often as little as five centimetres deep, and tends to walk between hunting sites in a slow, methodical, deliberate fashion with the body crouched.

An extremely adaptable wetland bird, the green heron occupies almost any shallow fresh, brackish or saltwater habitat within its range. It is typically found in swampy thickets, preferring to forage around dense vegetation, but may feed in the open when food is available.

I found this one along Peavine Road in Osceola County, Florida.

I found these amazing giant robber flies mating out on Chipera Prairie today. The male with his pincer-like claspers is on the right. This uncommon robber fly species is one of the biggest robber flies in the Driftless Region. Look for these giant robber flies with their pretty green eyes to be buzzing around on prairie remnants now. Later in the afternoon, I followed one individual for several minutes as it carried a captured clouded sulphur butterfly around, hoping for a photo, but it finally flew far away.

J'aime bien l'effet vaporeux que produit la pose longue sur les feuilles avec le vent. C'était un essai.

Et cette fois je ne me suis pas fait pincer les doigts par le trépied.

I quite like the hazy effet of the long exposure on the leaves on this windy day. It was just a trial. And this time I didn't get my fingers pinched by the tripod.

A visit to an old hard drive and some recovered files. This one reworked with the new tools and levers available in LightRoom CC.

ABERDOUR

Yeehaw, Happy New Year. It was a slow morning at the pond, though - took the Hoodies awhile to get started. My friend pointed out they may have partied late on New Years Eve. This guy allowed me a few moments as he pretty much shook the daylights out of that poor crayfish, de-pincering, de-legging. Musta been a good catch in Hoodie terms - smaller catches they just throw down whole I think. But he really worked at this one. Lucky me, and a banner start to 2020.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

This is a photo I recently took in Rosenlaui in the afternoon. The sun was already behind the mountains in the back but just managed to illuminate the interesting rock formation.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Once they find the Craw fish/Dad on the bottom of the lake they bring them to the surface hold them by a claw/pincer and shake until they dislodge the pincer and then take them whole. Look closely as a pincer is still attached to this guys bill as he flipped it ready to do the same to the second one.. He had a problem getting it from his bill even after taking the snack down whole. Me thinks he's a beginner at this type of fishing or, just a bad misfortune.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

It is all about timing sometimes. The focus maybe isn’t pincer sharp however, this was taken the morning after storm Brian. It was still extremely gusty and the clouds were still insisting on sharing their content with us in Cardiff. A few minutes earlier there had been some rain and the frequent gusts of wind made getting a decent capture of these delicate late flowering honeysuckle. Multiple shots of out of focus leaves and or flowers were had, but there were a couple of photos where the timing between the gusts were acceptable.

Thanks for stopping, I suspect that today I won’t and timing for me today will be an abstract concept.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

sometimes I get "the pincer" (the head) and stop making crazy things.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

The bird was literally thrown in the water, then followed up with this attack.

Cold. It pinches the cheekbones and nose first, then it burns coldly. The same goes for fingers and toes. If the cold gets on the body, it clings to it like a pincer and does not easily give way to warmth.

Ice, biting wind, cold sea water and blue coldness in the deliberate movement of my camera.

Gulf of Finland, Baltic Sea, Helsinki.

ICM, single exposure.

👱‍♀️🎧 Visions (Eric Wøllo)

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Location: Camerino, Italy.

Warsaw Pact forces make a large pincer into Europe, Army Group A into Germany, and Army Group B into Italy.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

For video, please visit youtu.be/bdLhJdj4Zes

Sometimes....

it takes a nuzzle to set a seed

free

a finch with a pincer

to clip the wing’s string

you have your charms

but I’m like the thistle

Kissed by a beak, likely to

slip

in the down of a feather

fleeing the finch like a wish

Yamdrok Yutso ཡར་འབྲོག་གཡུ་མཚོ་ yar 'brog g.yu mtsho

The sacred lake of Yamdrok Yutso (4408 m) is revered as a talisman, supporting the life-spirit of the Tibetan nation. It is said that should its waters dry, Tibet will no longer be habitable. By far the largest lake in South Tibet ( 754 sq km ), the pincer-shaped Yamdrok Yutso has nine islands, one of which houses a monastery and a Padmasambhava stone footprint. Within its hook-shaped western peninsula, there is another entire lake, Dremtso and beyond its southeast extremity yet another, named Pagyutso.

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> ཡར་འབྲོག་གཡུ་མཚོ།

> yar 'brog g.yu mtsho

> Yamdrok Yutso

> Yamdrok Tso

> Yam Tso

> Yamdrok Turquoise Lake

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Explored July 14, 2020

Lappland Sweden

The northern emerald (Somatochlora arctica) is a middle-sized species of dragonfly first described by Johan Wilhelm Zetterstedt in 1840. The male can be recognised by its pincer-like appendages and its narrow-waisted body. The female has distinctive orange-yellow spots on (only) the third segment of the abdomen.

This species lives in bogs and lays its eggs in very small water-filled depressions. It hunts between trees and avoids open spaces.

Now I know what you’ve thinking with that title. “Here he goes again with yet another incomprehensible metaphor about the majesty of the sea, and how just being there in front of it almost takes the picture by itself.” Something like that? Well I wouldn’t blame you. But actually, the title is far more literal than you might imagine. When I say the sea took this shot, I really mean it, because that’s exactly what it did. Well at least it did for one of the two frames I blended together anyway. Let’s wind back a bit first and if you can just hang in there while I build up to one of the more bizarre little episodes I’ve experienced here behind the camera, you will be rewarded. Possibly. Maybe it’s happened to you too. Answers on a postcard.

We’ve all been complaining about the summer over here this year. As the warmest season goes, it really hasn’t been much of one has it? By now September, the last great bastion of blind faith was already half gone, registering temperatures under grey skies that were uninspiring at best. Until the third week arrived, finally bringing some warm weather that got warmer as the week progressed. In fact that week turned out to be among the best, possibly the best few days of the year. So much so that the National Trust car park at our favourite place was rather busy. So was the Ice Cream van on the field by the way. I indulged on Thursday with a double cone. Her prices might make me feel a bit faint, but I could hear “Since I’ve Been Loving You” by Led Zeppelin coming from within, which was a vast improvement on the racket that ice cream vans normally make, so I decided to contribute to her profits for once. But that was Thursday - I’m jumping ahead. Let’s get back to Monday and high tide, the only day I bothered to take photos. The day I got wet long before I was persuaded to go for a swim. Twice.

High tide is generally my favourite time to drag the camera out of the bag on this part of the coast around Godrevy - in complete contrast to the big open space a little further west where the exact opposite is true. Here, the basin around the rocks is filled by the sea at high tide, reducing distractions and adding texture to a view that I never tire of. Depending upon where you stand, the sea can arrive at your feet in a pincer movement from opposite sides of the rocks, and even though I know this place so well, I’d already been caught out once by an approaching wave and emerged looking damp to Ali’s evident amusement. At that point, the camera was still in the van. We were still a long way from the golden hour and I wasn’t planning on taking any shots just yet; if indeed I did at all today. But as I stood there drying off, and watching the sea, I decided that conditions were interesting enough not to hang around waiting for whatever light might come later, and raced off up the steps to get my bag.

And now, here I was again, pointing the camera towards the lighthouse from another spot. Once again the sea was moving like pincers, both in front of, and behind me, although I was now much higher above the water and safe from any further soakings. I settled into this composition, doing the usual, tinkering with the shutter speed and pushing the button at what I hoped were judicious moments. Half a second seemed to be doing the job today. And then, when I hadn’t pressed anything at all, I heard the shutter go into action anyway. As if to say “get on with it!” a big splash right behind me had reached just far enough for three of your finest drops of Atlantic Ocean to land on the touchscreen, activate the autofocus and take the shot. The other few hundred drops that made it this high hit the back of me instead. When I realised what had happened, I checked the result and had to admit the sea was doing a better job of photographing itself than I was. I only took one more (far inferior) exposure here before towelling the camera down and moving to another spot, slightly further away from any more stray columns of water.

So if you’re wondering exactly where the sea made a special contribution of its own to this one, both as a subject and as a selfiegrammer, take a look at the edge of the drama in the bottom right hand corner of the final image. I’m going to try to persuade you to allow me a bit of credit for the wave breaking on the midground rocks and that waterfall in the middle, which I blended in from a second frame, but mostly, the sea is marking its own homework here. I’m not sure it’s a process I’m going to recommend though. We all know - some of us from bitter experience - that saltwater and expensive electronic gadgets don’t mix well. I’m still thinking of Trevor, the acquaintance we made in Iceland who fell into a lonely Westfjord under the Northern Lights, camera and all. It was a good job he’d taken several lenses and a spare body along on the trip.

Later on, I finally went in the water intentionally - without the camera which was by now safely back in the van. It was cold and we didn’t stay in for long. The camera came out again at the end of the evening, and there might just be another story to follow. But this time, I took the shot myself, without the assistance of any further aquatic mishaps.

Nice and snug in my tube. The claws of this hermit crab come in shades of red to brown with white patches and white pincer tips. Their white-spotted dark eyes stand on pale stalks with black stripes. They have long feathery antennae. They live in tubes in living coral. Anilao, South Luzon, Philippines.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

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I had one shot at this before it was overrun with kids.. I just liked the shapes..

I'm always amazed that they can fly this way, but even happier when they land so I can photograph them. This was my first such opportunity this season. Note the pincer on the end of one of the female's legs. Blue-eyed Darners, Siskiyou County, California

Yamdrok Yutso ཡར་འབྲོག་གཡུ་མཚོ་ yar 'brog g.yu mtsho

The sacred lake of Yamdrok Yutso (4408 m) is revered as a talisman, supporting the life-spirit of the Tibetan nation. It is said that should its waters dry, Tibet will no longer be habitable. By far the largest lake in South Tibet ( 754 sq km ), the pincer-shaped Yamdrok Yutso has nine islands, one of which houses a monastery and a Padmasambhava stone footprint. Within its hook-shaped western peninsula, there is another entire lake, Dremtso and beyond its southeast extremity yet another, named Pagyutso.

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Continuing on with the purple/pink theme, this is a shrimp deep inside a vase sponge (Callyspongia plicifera). I wanted to get my camera as close to the top of the sponge as possible because the shrimp was near the bottom. But then I couldn't get my strobe lights in the right position. I tried to flash them on the sides of the sponge, hoping the light would go through its walls, but they were too think. So I floated up and managed to get the lights to reach into the sponge without blowing out the rim of the sponge too badly.

I don't know the species of shrimp, but it was a large one. (Maybe 4-6cm underwater.) The glowing eyes are distinctive, but maybe that is just a lucky accident with the angle of the strobe lights. If you know the species, please share!

The vase is vertical, so this is looking straight down. There was a decent current, so it was a difficult shot to position myself.

The shrimp is probably just hiding in the sponge, but it seems to me that it is some mythical monster guarding the entrance to a secret cave.

Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

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Red Rock crab, Grapsus adscensionis, missing a claw, Harbour rocks, Los Gigantes, Tenerife

Yamdrok Yutso ཡར་འབྲོག་གཡུ་མཚོ་ yar 'brog g.yu mtsho

The sacred lake of Yamdrok Yutso (4408 m) is revered as a talisman, supporting the life-spirit of the Tibetan nation. It is said that should its waters dry, Tibet will no longer be habitable. By far the largest lake in South Tibet ( 754 sq km ), the pincer-shaped Yamdrok Yutso has nine islands, one of which houses a monastery and a Padmasambhava stone footprint. Within its hook-shaped western peninsula, there is another entire lake, Dremtso and beyond its southeast extremity yet another, named Pagyutso.

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(Calliptamus barbarus). A grasshopper that is found in rocky or sandy habitats with scarce vegetation throughout southern Europe, including south Russia. They feed on clovers, corn, oats and other grasses. They are very good flyers.

Sunset in Narvik, Norway.

Narvik has a double personality. On the one hand, its location is spectacular, pincered by islands to the west and mountains in every other direction, while spectacular fjords stretch north and south. At the same time, heavy industry casts a pall of ugliness over the rather scruffy downtown area – the town was founded in 1902 as the port for the coal-mining town of Kiruna in Swedish Lapland and the trans-shipment facility bisecting the city still loads several million tonnes of ore annually from train wagons on to ships.

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7DWF - B&W or Sepia.

Crab pincer in High key.