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Striscia is afraid of Boss because he is in a bad mood .
Boss besets Striscia (he is very subdue) continually.
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Update: Striscia crossed the Rainbow Bridge on Dec 11st 2010.
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A family of juvenile Red-shouldered Hawks have shown up in my yard. They are perplexed by the squirrels. One of them flew down and sat on the ground next to a squirrel. The squirrel didn't seem to care......maybe when they are older the squirrel won't be so nonchalant?
Ala is not sure what to do if she heads back to the School Capt. Roberts might be there looking for her. If she dose not go back the darkness might attack before she can stop them.
And still the power to unlock the sword takes the never ending flames with in... what on earth dose that mean.
From my limited experience, photographing children is little more than giving them something fun to do. Ask them to make a face contrary to their experience and you can get the best faces. That's what we have here. Braylon, four years old, is having the time of his life in a tub with suds far higher than his head. Look scared, I said. Click!
IMGP7604.jpgIMGP7620.jpgIMGP7623-2.jpg‘ “Scared BoBo” was a legendary creature in the Underland.
Elders said that BoBo was an extremely timid creature. Any moves and sounds would scare it.
It was a master of camouflage. Usually, it stood quietly against wall, looking just like a settee, but when being scared, it could run away in a astonishing speed with its long legs.
Nowadays, few people had seen BoBo with their own eyes. Some even believed that it had already been extinct. But rumor said if lucky enough, you might find one in the Queen’s palace.’
Just kidding. XD
Scared BoBo is a settee inspired by my own timid cat BoBo. When BoBo got scared, he would jump up like a spring with his legs strengthened and back arched, that finally became the unique shape of the long legs and the arch front of the settee.
To me, this settee is not just a settee. During the creation, I felt that by making a BoBo inspired settee, I made BoBo immortal. One day BoBo and our beloved pets will leave us, which makes me feel so sad. (My dog, ‘Huang Tou’ means yellow head in Chinese, passed away on June 4 this year, I still miss him so much.) I think with the settee, BoBo’s story, our story will be continued even after our death. Just imagine some time in the future, a collector will introduce the story behind this settee to his/her visitors, ’Once there was a timid cat called BoBo...’. And I feel that every time the name ‘BoBo’ came out from another person, (it’s not a usual name for a settee :P), it enhances the little trace of our existence in the world.
Every edition of BoBo is limited.
The first edition, golden brown + blue is available for pre-order. It is limited up to 5.
The frame is made of resin, painted by hand. The cushions is made of polyurethane foam wrapped with silk brocade.
size: 29*13.5*28.4cm (L*W*H) Height of seat: 16cm
BoBo was designed, molded, cast, sanded, painted, fabricated by me. Every single piece is handmade by myself.
Visit my website for more information.
A while back some friends and I were looking in a magazine and there was a photo of a Long Eared Owl all long and skinny and it was pointed out to me how that owl was petrified-of course my pet birds do the same thing when scared-I don't know why I didn't connect the fact that owls would do that too.
This Northern Saw Whet Owl who uses staying still and hidden as a defense was feeling pretty scared at Owl Woods-I only took a quick shot at him and did not go too close in order not to stress him too much. Here's what he looks like when you have a teleconverter :)
Earlier we had seen photographers with a hat on a stick waving it in front of him-poor little guy. This second photo is an unstressed puffed up Saw Whet nicely tucked into the tree
When we were kids, my brother received a ventriloquist dummy as a present. It was ugly and frightening. I was really #scared of it.
Neil Berrett
Shot at Balmorhea Springs, Texas
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acrylic/graphite on paper
5x7"
I made this painting for "Art 4 Shelter" (a benefit for Simpson Housing Services)
May 9, 2012
at the Burnet Gallery @ Chambers Hotel in Minneapolis
An activist on Lambeth Bridge concerned over the possible consequences from catastrophic climate change.
Never has the issue of climate change been more urgent. The most recent IPCC (Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change) report, published on 4 April 2022, stated that drastic action was needed immediately in order to prevent a climate catastrophe that would mean millions becoming refugees and millions more suffering from malnutrition and famine.
This would require an immediate halt to any investment in or expansion of fossil fuel production. However, despite the stark warning, the UK government is determined to continue investment in North Sea oil and gas, seemingly dedicated to accelerating climate change..
Professor Jim Skea, co-chair of the working group at the IPCC responsible for determining the best measures for mitigating climate change, declared "It's now or never, if we want to limit global warming to 1.5C. Without immediate and deep emissions reductions across all sectors, it will be impossible.'
Realising that years of petitioning and protests had failed to persuade the British government of the need for immediate and profound measures to reduce emissions, Extinction Rebellion decided to launch a week of direct action across Britain. In London, this started on the weekend of 9 and 10 April, with climate change activists marching through central London, for two days of protests which included sit down blockades of Vauxhall and Lambeth bridges. On Lambeth Bridge a group of doctors and nurses refused to leave and were arrested by the police.
According to the group website Doctorsforxr.com, 'Doctors for Extinction Rebellion is a doctors' collective who, appreciating that climate change is an impending public health catastrophe, have decided to undertake civil disobedience with Extinction Rebellion.
Mitt bidrag till Fotosöndag och veckans tema "rädsla"
Photo for this week's theme "fear" for the group Foto Sunday.
We bumped in to an altercation in the streets, which thankfully culminated in a shouting match and these two youths climbing up a garage. My name's Bennett and I'm not innit.
Charley: “Look, a lot of what I have to tell Dane is heavy. I’m trying to spread it out and not bombard him with it all at once. That’s all. It’s not because I’m…what you said…worried about him judging me.”
Diego: “Whatever lets you sleep at night, all I know is you may have trusted him with your body, but that’s all he’s got, ‘cuz you’ve given me everything else—thoughts, dreams, fears. You’ve always been able to talk to me. Deny it?”
Charley: *lifts her chin, meeting Diego’s eyes unflinchingly* “No, I don’t deny it, but that’ll come for me and Dane, too.”
Diego: “Doubtful. You talked to me right outta the gate, even though I scared you and you didn’t particularly like me. Instinctually you knew you could ‘cuz I wouldn’t judge, just like you know you can’t with him ‘cuz he will.”
Charley: *presses the heel of her hand to her forehead, suddenly looking weary* “Diego. Shut up. Please, just shut up.”
Diego: *smiles lopsidedly, face softening endearingly* “Fine. I’ll let you think over how right I am. I need a smoke anyway.”
Charley: *unable to resist, smiles in return, then scowls, angry with herself* “Molly said you quit.”
Diego: “Nearly. I’m down to one a week.”
Charley: “One pack a week? That is pretty good.”
Diego: “No, one cig a week.”
Charley: “Even better.”
Diego *stands up slowly, stretching languidly in the process* “Don’t worry, Bug. Cancer’s not on my agenda.”
Charley: “Uh, I don’t think cancer’s on anyone’s agenda… *drawls nastily* but just like you, it happens to good people all the time.”
Diego: *eyes crinkle* “I’ll be outside whenever Molly decides to grace us with her Moll-jestic majesty…” *strolls out the door, gait sinuous and predatory, pausing to lock the knob before shutting it with a soft ‘thud’*
Charley: *clutches a throw pillow to her chest, emotions flitting over her face like a slideshow on fast-forward*
Molly: *enters, stopping short when she sees the look on Charley’s face, speaks in a ruined voice softened by the lilt of Appalachia* “Charles? What’s he gone an’ said to you? You okay?” *hurries around the coffee table, reaching out to Charley*
Charley: *looks up at Molly, smiling wanly, as she signs and says* “You look nice, Molls.” *reverts back to hugging her pillow*
Fashion Credits
**Any doll enhancements (i.e. freckles, piercings, eye color changes) were done by me unless otherwise stated.**
Charley
Jeans: Mattel – Barbie Collectibles – Best Models: South Beach (I removed the front pockets.)
Top: Jakks Pacific – Hannah Montana
Sweater: IT – FR2 – Only Natural Fashion (I added the buttons and removed the pockets.)
Belt: Volks – Who’s That Girl? – Selfish
Sneakers: Sekiguchi Momoko – After School Dash!
Necklace & Bracelets: Me
Doll is a Morning Dew Giselle, transplanted to a Poppy body, re-rooted by the savvy-n-saucy valmaxi(!!!)
Molly
Dress: razldazl71 (Flickr.com)
Sweater: A dear friend. Thanks, Michelle!
Belt: Me
Platforms: Mattel – Barbie Collectibles – Peace & Love 70s Barbie
Ring: IT – Fashion Royalty
Necklaces & Earrings: Me
Doll is a She’s Not There Poppy Parker, eyes have been repainted by me, all other enhancements by me.
I suppose if you are scared of lizards, then Sugar Mill Gardens is not your kind of place, nor ANY part of Florida for that matter. Our climate is the perfect breeding grounds for these guys, and you see them just about everywhere. They don't harm you as long as you don't try to grab them or something.
I almost didn't notice the "tiny dinosaur" on the bench until I started to process the pic. Like most reptiles, Brown Anole Lizards sun themselves to help with digestion. Being cold blooded, the sun is a necessary thing for them to survive, which is why you don't find these animals too far north. Though we have our cold snaps and it can go below freezing, because the sun comes out all winter, it makes it possible for them to endure the cold.
This is the gate area of Sugar Mill Gardens, where there are benches to either side of where you walk in. The tall, wrought tron gate is locked each day somewhere after 5 PM so no one goes in and vandalizes the ruins.
Meet our new Georgia boy, a rescued, poultry-friendly Great Pyrenees named Granger. (His shelter name was Churchill). Thanks so much to Chrissie of Home at Last Dog Rescue. She saw how shut-down and shy Granger was, remembered Mouse's story, and dropped us a line. Thanks also to the rescue people in Georgia who got him out of a jam.
We picked him up and signed the papers yesterday. He's seen here (yesterday) hiding under a bare, two-inch lilac branch, hoping I'll go away. He let me touch him out in the open today for the first time. His terror and his struggle not to flee were palpable and painful. Shy dogs are the bravest dogs of all, I believe.
Granger came from a bad situation in Georgia. His brother, rescued at the same time, didn't survive despite heroic efforts to save him. The people from Home at Last really go the distance for some very tough cases.
Thanks again to Chrissie and all the people from Home at Last for making this possible. We feel really lucky to have this boy at the farm.
We had a run of bad luck in getting a livestock guardian dog this year. Sometimes things take awhile to come together, and in retrospect it often seems that there's a reason for it. I believe this guy is the one we were supposed to find.
There are a couple more pictures in the comments section.
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A special message to Pyr Lovers who are reading: Home at Last has a sweet, well-socialized tripod Great Pyrenees named Jackson. Be advised that his story is graphic and terrible, and that Jackson is in much, much better shape than he was when this petfinder ad was written. He'd be a wonderful companion for anyone who is otherwise set up to handle a GP. (Among other things they need a large, fenced area to run in and usually lots of interaction). Please get in touch with Home at Last if you think Jackson may have a place in your life. Feel free to contact me by Flickr mail to get an idea what it's like to have a Pyr around the place and what Pyrs need to thrive.
BTW, I took all these images with a 210mm telephoto. I didn't stick a camera in poor Granger's face. :)