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The snowy egret is the American counterpart to the very similar Old World little egret, which has become established in the Bahamas. At one time, the plumes of the snowy egret were in great demand as decorations for women's hats. They were hunted for these plumes and this reduced the population of the species to dangerously low levels. Now protected in the United States by law, under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, this bird's population has rebounded. ~ Wikipedia
But Miss Mouse told him to hop on back to the swamp so he married Miss Frog on the rebound... With apologies to Tex Ritter.
For the Smile on Saturday group, challenge: Green Animals
Fifth and last in my series of images featuring solo birds.
This one features a Lesser Yellowlegs standing alertly on a moss-covered log. Its yellow legs are difficult to see due to the shadowing of the light.
The following is from allaboutbirds.com:
"The Lesser Yellowlegs is a dainty and alert "marshpiper" that occurs in shallow, weedy wetlands and flooded fields across North America during migration. It's smaller with a shorter, more needlelike bill than the Greater Yellowlegs, but otherwise looks very similar. It breeds in the meadows and open woodlands of boreal Canada. Like many other shorebirds, the Lesser Yellowlegs rebounded from hunting in the early 20th century but has declined again from losses of wetland habitats. It is on the Yellow Watch List for species with declining populations."
These images capture the mesmerizing beauty of water drop collisions, achieved using a Pluto Trigger and Pluto Valve for precise timing. The top layer consists of milk, while the base is water infused with red food coloring. The contrast creates a stunning visual interplay of fluid motion, forming delicate structures that last for just a fleeting moment.
Each droplet descends in milliseconds, rebounding into an intricate dance as the next drop collides. The swirling milk and red water create otherworldly forms—some resembling volcanic eruptions, others evoking the sense of a rising phoenix. The physics behind each shot is as captivating as the aesthetic result.
By fine-tuning the drop size, delay, and flash timing, each frame becomes a unique, unrepeatable composition. A perfect example of the unpredictable nature of fluid dynamics, frozen in time.
The kingfisher is the only species of the kingfisher family found in Central Europe. It inhabits large parts of Europe, Asia and western North Africa and lives in moderately fast-flowing or stagnant, clear waters with small fish and perching areas. Its diet consists of fish, aquatic insects, small crustaceans and tadpoles. The population has rebounded in recent years and the species is currently classified as depleted in Europe, but as low threat throughout its range. The Kingfisher was Bird of the Year in Germany in 1973 and 2009, in the Czech Republic in 2000, in Belgium in 2005, in Switzerland in 2006, in Austria in 2009 and in Slovakia in 2011.
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Three players jumping for the ball near the basket.
Sorry we had real world visitors last night who don't understand Flickaddiction ;-)
Liverpool's iconic Liver Building shrouded in sea fog wich gave brief moments where the two towers became visible for an image to be taken. The Image was taken from Seacombe on the other side of the River Mersey on the Wirral.
Belmont Slough, San Mateo County, CA
The snowy egret (Egretta thula) is a small white heron. The genus name comes from the Provençal French for the little egret aigrette, a diminutive of aigron, "heron". The species name thula is the Araucano for the black-necked swan, applied to this species in error by Chilean naturalist Juan Ignacio Molina in 1782.[3]
The snowy egret is the American counterpart to the very similar Old World little egret, which has become established in the Bahamas. At one time, the plumes of the snowy egret were in great demand as decorations for women's hats.[4] They were hunted for these plumes and this reduced the population of the species to dangerously low levels.[5] Now protected in the United States by law, under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, this bird's population has rebounded.
Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary
Southwest Florida
USA
Photographed at Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary located minutes from my house.
The snowy egret is the American counterpart to the very similar Old World little egret, which has established a foothold in the Bahamas. At one time, the beautiful plumes of the snowy egret were in great demand by market hunters as decorations for women's hats. This reduced the population of the species to dangerously low levels. Now protected in the United States by law, under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, this bird's population has rebounded.
For information on Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary visit –
The peregrine falcon is a magnificent bird of prey that has captured the attention and admiration of people for centuries. One particular peregrine falcon has made a home at St. Chad's Church in Kirkby, where it has been observed for years.
The peregrine falcon is known for its incredible speed and agility, and is considered one of the fastest birds in the world, capable of diving at speeds of over 200 mph. They are also known for their keen eyesight, which allows them to spot prey from great distances.
St. Chad's Church in Kirkby has proven to be an ideal location for the peregrine falcon, as it provides a high vantage point for the bird to perch and survey its surroundings. The church's tall spire offers a perfect lookout point for the falcon to spot prey, which can include other birds such as pigeons and starlings.
The presence of the peregrine falcon at
St. Chad's Church has not gone unnoticed by locals and visitors alike.
Many have marveled at the sight of the bird perched atop the spire, or swooping down to catch its prey. Some have even taken to photographing and documenting the bird's activities.
While the peregrine falcon may be a fearsome predator, it is also a symbol of strength and resilience. Despite facing threats such as habitat loss and persecution in the past, efforts to protect and conserve the species have led to a rebound in their populations in recent years.
In many ways, the presence of the peregrine falcon at St. Chad's Church is a reminder of the importance of protecting and preserving our natural environment. As we continue to coexist with these magnificent creatures, we must strive to ensure that their habitats remain intact, and that they are able to thrive for generations to come.
An endemic and highly threatened New Zealand species of wattle bird. More like a squirrel than a bird, they are noisy and conspicuous forest dwellers, preferring to hop and scuttle through foliage rather than fly. Introduced mammal pests have decimated their numbers, meaning they only survive on a few offshore islands or in heavily trapped or fenced mainland sanctuaries. Their growing numbers and breeding success in heavily protected reserves so they can rebound so-long as they're just given a chance.
A Michigan specialty species. These warblers have rebounded after a near extinction event in the early 70's.
Picture-perfect layer cake beach. Result of post-glacier coastline rising in area with little to no tide and fortuitous geographical protection from storms. North shore of Bathurst Inlet, Nunavut. Image in several publications via Creative Commons.
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Willet on Assateague Island, MD
The willet is still common in some parts of its range despite an apparent decline since the 1960s. It is also considered to be a species at risk of becoming threatened or endangered without conservation action. The western subspecies is threatened by the conversion of native grasslands and drainage of wetlands for agriculture while the wintering habitat has been degraded locally in California by coastal development. Willets are also vulnerable to being killed by colliding with power lines laid through their wetland breeding areas. The passage of the Migratory Bird Treaty Act in 1918 protected the willet from intensive exploitation by hunters for food and allowed its numbers to rebound to present levels.
Hello to anyone who has seen this on the Flickr BLOG
Thanks for looking.
Taken using a home made sound activated flash trigger
Have a look at my high speed set for trigger details and more time freezing.
Pisaster ochraceus, Ochre Seastar and Asterina miniata, Bat Star, both of which seem to be rebounding well locally after precipitous decline due to sea star wasting syndrome from about 2013 and onward.
Hazard Reef,
Montana de Oro State Park,
San Luis Obispo Co., California
The story so far: At the close of the hunting season, King Arthur’s retinue descend from the fells and prepare to herd the barren does into the hollows in order to slaughter them with bows and arrows. Sir Gawaine leads King Arthur’s wife Gaynore down the track, when suddenly the woods are cast into darkness, and they are separated from their companions. Whilst Gawaine endeavours to explain away the phenomenon as a solar eclipse, a decayed, animated corpse appears before them. Gawaine observes that it is crawling with snakes and toads, and draws his sword to defend his queen. The ghost tells Gawaine that it is all that remains of Gaynore’s mother, and that it once was more beautiful even than its daughter, but is now a rotting corpse. It commands him to bring Gaynore into its presence, and when he obeys, it tells her that it is in Purgatory, and can only be redeemed by her prayers. Gaynore asks whether there is any hope for her mother’s soul, and after giving a prescription for its own salvation, the ghost turns on Gaynore, accusing her of pride, and insisting that she too will suffer its fate, if she does not change her ways. Moreover, it suggests that King Arthur himself is doomed to destruction because of his pride, employing that favourite mediaeval metaphor, the Wheel of Fortune. Gawaine realises that if Gaynore’s sin is enough to send her to Hell, the sins of Arthur’s knights are far worse. The ghost predicts that although Arthur and his knights have been victorious in France, defeating Gian in battle, Arthur himself will fall at the battle of Camlann on the River Tamar. She says that Gawaine will be in Tuscany at the time, but will rush to Arthur’s aid when he hears the news, and will also be killed. The heraldic symbols on the usurping knight’s shield reveal him to be Mordred, currently still a boy in King Arthur’s court. The ghost disappears, leaving Gawaine and Guinevere alone together, but King Arthur’s knights take courage, because the darkness has gone, and lead Guinevere to Rondallsete, where dinner is prepared. King Arthur and his knights sit down to dinner, but it is interrupted by a woman, richly arrayed, leading a mounted knight. The knight identifies himself as Sir Galeron, defrauded of land by King Arthur – land which has, ironically, been given to Gawaine – and lays down his challenge. Arthur accepts it, but Gawaine marches into the hall, ready to champion his king, but not without doing Galeron the courtesy of a night’s hospitality first. Whilst Galeron rests in preparation for the next day’s jousting, King Arthur calls his lords together, and against his king’s better judgement, Gawaine volunteers to fight Galeron. The two knights are led to the lists the next day, while Gaynore looks on, weeping. They spur their horses, and clash. Now, Gawaine’s horse is killed, and when Galeron gallantly offers him one of his own, Gawaine is offended. They fight on foot, and both knights receive blows which threaten their lives, until, in a sudden reversal of fortune, Gawaine has Galeron in his grip, and is ready to choke him to death. It is left to Galeron’s lady, and to Gaynore, to plead for his life.
The Anturs of Arther: Part 7
And Gawaine the good is garbed in bright green
With griffins of gold engraved on his shield,
Knitted and knotted, with chevrons between.
On a sauntering steed, he swerves to one side;
The other knight spits, eyes slitted and mean,
Cries, “Why do you feint? Are you sly or afraid?”
And swats with his sword: a gash red and clean
In the shoulder of Gawaine; blood soaks through the braid.
The clashing and clamour make fearful ado
The sword, a bright bane,
Splits his mail-coat in twain
To the white collar bone,
His shield cleaved in two.
It carves through the cantel, gouges into the knight,
Through his shield and shoulder a hilt’s depth or more,
And his unscathed assailant laughs from a height,
And Gawaine is angry, grieving full sore:
“I’ll reward you this rout, and repay you aright!”
Then he gallops at Galeron, hard as he dare,
Rips into his blazon, through mail burnished bright,
His shimmering sword shearing through like a spear,
So Galeron’s steed shudders with fright:
Eyes rolling white, with tottering gait.
The knight faces his fate
And with stirrups stretched straight
Canters back to the fight.
With stirrups stretched straight, fiercely he strikes,
Flails at Sir Gawain as if he were straw.
His lady aloft, shrilly she shrieks
When she sees all the blood and how freely it flows,
But the lords and the ladies all clamour alike,
And thank God for Gawaine, knight without flaws.
With a swipe of his sword, Galeron strikes:
Smites Gawaine’s steed – it founders and falls,
And Gawaine, he grieves, he calls on the Rood,
For his slain steed he weeps –
From his stirrups he leaps
And a vengeance he reaps
For Gresell the good.
“Gresell is gone,” cries Gawaine, “By God!
The handsomest horse to ever eat hay.
By him who in Bedlam was born for our good,
I’ll vanquish this knight, and avenge you this day.”
“I’ll give you my Fresian steed,” Galeron said,
“It will never blench or be slain in the fray.”
“Be done with your Fresian – I wish it were dead !”
Gawaine stood still in a doleful display,
“I mourn for no manticore – my stallion of war!”
And he stood by his steed
So stalwart in need,
And his eyes seemed to bleed
With weeping so sore.
With woe and with weeping, he turns to the knight,
Rounds on his rival whose wounds are so red –
Who draws back in dread at the desperate sight
Of Gawaine undaunted, who so wants him dead:
“Thus we’ll drive out the day, and bring on black night
And the sunset shall stain where knight and horse bled!”
In the midst of the joust, Galeron alights,
Brandishing his blade like a demon of dread,
And they bound to do battle, their brands flashing bright,
Till shields hang in shreds
And chainmail runs red,
And the lords shrink with dread
To watch such a fight.
And fighting on foot upon the fair field
As fresh as two lions, fierce for the kill:
It’s wondrous to watch the pair of them wield
Their weapons – and Gawaine does not flag in will,
But shoves his sharp sword under Galeron’s shield,
Into his waist, wounding him well:
No stuffing to stop it: armour caves in to steel,
But Galeron stands like a stone – as men stare –
Takes a lunge at Gawaine
Between visor and chain,
And if he’s not slain
It’s by less than a hair.
And hefting and hacking on helms, they are hewing,
Their beryls all bashed in, on borders so bright,
Each clash of the sword, the precious stones strewing
Till the field glints and gleams in the midst of the fight,
The shields on their shoulders are shabby – and shredding
Their tabards – not one rivet stands straight.
Then lords rue the day that this bargain was brewing,
That set knight on knight and would never abate,
And Arthur feels mangled in soul and in brain:
Both Sir Lot and Sir Lake
Little meaning can make –
Gaynore weeps for the sake
Of gallant Gawaine.
And weeping, Dame Gaynore, her eyes wet and grey
Is aggrieved at Sir Gawaine’s grisly gashes,
When grim-faced Gawaine, like a hawk at its prey,
Sweeps in with his sword, plunges and slashes.
Down the side of Sir Galeron he carves, as through clay,
And rips through the mails as if they are rushes:
He strikes him a blow fit to fillet and flay,
Leaves him grovelling on ground, and blood flows in flushes,
And grovelling on ground he groans on the green –
And yet, wounded he rose
And on Gawain he closed,
Lunging straight at his nose
With his sword quick and keen,
And cruel and keen, his sword carves through air,
Backhanded and brutal, he lethally strikes,
His sword weighted with woe for Gawaine, I fear,
But he gets his come-uppance - and this part I like!
Just when he thinks to slay, then and there,
His sword slips and slants, and on the mail slides,
And Gawaine rebounds, and grabs hold like a bear,
And chokes him. His lady – how shrilly she shrieks,
And screams at Dame Gaynore, plaintive with pain,
“Lady – great is your might –
Have mercy! My knight
Is in such a sore plight!
He won’t bother you again!”
And wilfully Gaynore goes up to her King,
Snatches off her crown and cowers at his feet,
Crying aloud, “You are rich, royal, and strong,
But I am your wife, and your will’s not complete
If not wound up with mine. To kill him is wrong!
Equal their wounds – look how freely they bleed,
Their shoulders in shreds, their shields unstrung!
The groans of Sir Gawaine are a grisly creed –
Gut-wrenching groans that grieve me full sore!
For your wife bends her knee:
Gracious Lord, humour me –
Get your knights to agree
To bring an end to this war!”
Anonymous northern Middle English romance (15th century), paraphrased by Giles Watson. For several stanzas, the poem seems to have reverted to something more akin to the traditional Romance genre, dwelling on the martial prowess of Gawaine and Galeron, but tellingly, the perspective shifts once more to that of the women who watch the joust, and who have very different views on the violence.
The picture shows a misericord from Lincoln Cathedral.
Waves bouncing off of the seawall at St Ouen rebound into oncoming waves to create a beautiful plume of seaspray.
*Explore* 31st March, 2014
Photographed from a safari vehicle in the Masai Mara, Kenya, Africa
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During our first trip to Africa in 2017, we learned from our guides that animals such as impalas and gazelles avoid tall grass because predators such as lions and leopards use it to conceal themselves as they stalk their prey. I was struck by the beauty that the gorgeous light gave this scene.
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From Wikipedia: The impala (Aepyceros melampus) is a medium-sized antelope found in eastern and southern Africa. The sole member of the genus Aepyceros, it was first described to European audiences by German zoologist Hinrich Lichtenstein in 1812. Two subspecies are recognised—the common impala, and the larger and darker black-faced impala. The impala reaches 70–92 centimetres (28–36 inches) at the shoulder and weighs 40–76 kg (88–168 lb). It features a glossy, reddish brown coat. The male's slender, lyre-shaped horns are 45–92 centimetres (18–36 inches) long.
Active mainly during the day, the impala may be gregarious or territorial depending upon the climate and geography. Three distinct social groups can be observed: the territorial males, bachelor herds and female herds. The impala is known for two characteristic leaps that constitute an anti-predator strategy. Browsers as well as grazers, impala feed on monocots, dicots, forbs, fruits and acacia pods (whenever available). An annual, three-week-long rut takes place toward the end of the wet season, typically in May. Rutting males fight over dominance, and the victorious male courts female in oestrus. Gestation lasts six to seven months, following which a single calf is born and immediately concealed in cover. Calves are suckled for four to six months; young males—forced out of the all-female groups—join bachelor herds, while females may stay back.
The impala is found in woodlands and sometimes on the interface (ecotone) between woodlands and savannahs; it inhabits places close to water. While the black-faced impala is confined to southwestern Angola and Kaokoland in northwestern Namibia, the common impala is widespread across its range and has been reintroduced in Gabon and southern Africa. The International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN) classifies the impala as a species of least concern; the black-faced subspecies has been classified as a vulnerable species, with less than 1,000 individuals remaining in the wild as of 2008.
Ecology and behaviour:
The impala is diurnal (active mainly during the day), though activity tends to cease during the hot midday hours; they feed and rest at night. Three distinct social groups can be observed – the territorial males, bachelor herds and female herds. The territorial males hold territories where they may form harems of females; territories are demarcated with urine and faeces and defended against juvenile or male intruders. Bachelor herds tend to be small, with less than 30 members. Individuals maintain distances of 2.5–3 metres (8.2–9.8 ft) from one another; while young and old males may interact, middle-aged males generally avoid one another except to spar. Female herds vary in size from 6 to 100; herds occupy home ranges of 80–180 hectares (200–440 acres; 0.31–0.69 sq mi). The mother–calf bond is weak, and breaks soon after weaning; juveniles leave the herds of their mothers to join other herds. Female herds tend to be loose and have no obvious leadership. Allogrooming is an important means of social interaction in bachelor and female herds; in fact, the impala appears to be the only ungulate to display self-grooming as well as allogrooming. In allogrooming, females typically groom related impalas, while males associate with unrelated ones. Each partner grooms the other six to twelve times.
Social behaviour is influenced by the climate and geography; as such, the impala are territorial at certain times of the year and gregarious at other times, and the length of these periods can vary broadly among populations. For instance, populations in southern Africa display territorial behaviour only during the few months of the rut, whereas in eastern African populations, territoriality is relatively minimal despite a protracted mating season. Moreover, territorial males often tolerate bachelors, and may even alternate between bachelorhood and territoriality at different times of the year. A study of impala in the Serengeti National Park showed that in 94% of the males, territoriality was observed for less than four months.
The impala is an important prey species for several carnivores, such as cheetahs, leopards and lions. The antelope displays two characteristic leaps – it can jump up to 3 metres (9.8 ft), over vegetation and even other impala, covering distances of up to 10 metres (33 ft); the other type of leap involves a series of jumps in which the animal lands on its forelegs, moves its hindlegs mid-air in a kicking fashion, lands on all fours and then rebounds. It leaps in either manner in different directions, probably to confuse predators. At times, the impala may also conceal itself in vegetation to escape the eye of the predator. The most prominent vocalisation is the loud roar, delivered through one to three loud snorts with the mouth closed, followed by two to ten deep grunts with the mouth open and the chin and tail raised; a typical roar can be heard up to 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) away. Scent gland secretions identify a territorial male. Impalas are sedentary; adult and middle-aged males, in particular, can hold their territories for years.
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While the whales were an amazing bonus, the sea otters were the main attraction for me. They live in big numbers around Valdez.
You can tell the older individuals. Just like us they get lighter as they age, so a very blonde head means an older otter. They live to over 20 years and are much larger then they usually appear at up to 5 feet long and 140 pounds.
Sea otters are said to have the most luxurious fur at up to 1,000,000 hairs per square inch. Which caused their near extinction due to hunting pressure, but they've now rebounded well in these waters.