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Sunrise polder dike Purmer, called Oudelandsdijkje, nearby Purmerend, 2016.
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A pair of Steller's jays were in the shadows of the woods, but would occasionally hit a shaft of light, revealing their lovely blue coloring.
These little guys are all over the boardwalk, they stay away from the humans for the most part. This one in particular was playing a little hide and seek, but I keep waiting for him to try to sell me insurance.
人生旅途有如迷宮
一路上充滿著未知、挑戰與障礙
當停止前行，就沒機會出去
若能持續向前行，從錯誤中學到教訓，
也許轉個彎，就會是要找尋的出口。
(攝於摩洛哥Morocco 卡薩布蘭卡 Casablanca)
This female belted kingfisher has had The Who song “The Seeker” stuck in her head for most of her life, though with more of a yearning for fish than for the truth. She has allowed her lust for fish to overcome any desire to frustrate bird watchers and photographers wanting to get a clear look at her. Most self-respecting kingfishers won’t let a human with binoculars or a zoom lens get within a quarter of a mile of them. She however has allowed her taste for wriggling sushi to quash this cardinal rule of the kingfisher kingdom.
Interestingly during the winter male kingfishers get kicked out of our area by female kingfishers tired of their selfish behavior, so they can have a few months of peace and quiet before the breeding season. The males tell a different story though, suggesting they are saddled with the responsibility of maintaining their breeding territories further north while the females lollygag in balmy weather, enjoying plenty of fish.
No matter what size we are we all seek our Nutrition. When we say “as busy as a bee” this might just be what we’re referring to. Thanks for viewing my work. Gratitude and Kindness surround us. Enjoy the different forms and places we see it in place.
On a grim, dreary day, a touch of sunlight lit up this tree hidden among the conifers. The low light just screamed to make this monochrome. Taken deep in Hillock Wood, Princes Risborough. Hope you enjoy.
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It was an exceedingly windy day, so I can't help but think that the hoverfly was hanging onto the stamen of a day lily for a bit of protection.
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Leaving Anchorage and heading South down the Seward Highway you see the lovely mountains across Turnagain Arm. Here I captured the interesting clouds and mountains that still have a lot of snow across the waters. The low clouds would sometimes obscure the view so it made me think the mountains were playing hide and seek with me.
Taken 5 April 2023 off the Seward Highway.
The 41 Sqn special caught A2A afer departing from RIAT 2016. What a fantastic experience, many thanks to Rich Cooper at COAP, and Eric and his team at the Aviation Photocrew.
New year, new trails!! Well, the trail grooming in the winter makes this a new trail every morning. We were heading out much further, this loop takes you back to the Day Lodge.
Hope you have a wonderful 2023!
This week's alternative for MM, I couldn't choose between this and the Iris. Hubby liked this one and the others in the house liked the Iris, the one that got posted.
Our home made bird feeder would not accommodate larger birds like Cardinals or Blue Jays, but these two White Throated Sparrows found refuge from the winter wind and snow while wallowing in the wild bird seeds.
Sometimes it's difficult to find the cats these days. Tofu took refuge in the garden shed this morning when he heard thunder in the distance. It's not so much the thunder he hates but the rain which usually accompanies a thunderstorm. I on the other hand welcome every drop of rain at the moment.
The built up area is possibly Marina del Cantone on the Sorrentine Peninsula. View is from the Faraglioni di Mezzo near the Isle of Capri
When we camped in the high desert of California in Lava Beds National Monument, we had a campsite with its own water supply (a group campsite). In the afternoons, these little butterflies would gather where the runoff from the handle gathered, just to enjoy the moisture it offered. Each day, there were dozens of these.
THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
© G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission. From THE Book That Dreams.
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The Seeker is a small crab fishing boat, based in Victoria, B.C.. It's two man crew regularly works the waters off Esquimalt Harbour and Lagoon. Every once in awhile, weather and light permitting, they provide a nice photo opportunity. I've posted several photos of the Seeker in the Album "Vessels".
Victoria, B.C.
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