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🎼 sing Arnie sing 🎶 🎵
my love/hate relationship with starlings continues... ;-)
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apologies for my lack of participation lately, busy, so busy!
happy sliderssunday and a wonderful week to all
Dress : cheezu. marie outfit. At K9.
Hat and Microphone : Tentacio - Singer Star. At Planet 29.
Hair : DOUX - Martina Hairstyle. At Level event.
Skin, eyeliner, freckles : [Glam Affair] Lilly Layer [Lelutka] 002 D. At Kustom9
Blush : // Saorsa // - Windburn - Level 2
Poses : Go&See
Decor :
+Half-Deer+ Bottlebrush Christmas Tree - Pastel
Eastern Meadowlark
From Audubon:
A familiar bird, known by the black "V" on its chest when it sings from a fencepost, or by the flash of white tail feathers when it flushes from the grass. The clear whistled song of the Eastern Meadowlark can be heard in spring not only in the East but also in desert grasslands of the Southwest. Some scientists believe that the southwestern form is actually a different species. Other races of the Eastern Meadowlark are widespread in Central America and northern South America.
Photographed, of course, at Joe Overstreet Road.
Nowadays, I'm too much busy, not just work.....Sometimes visiting your photo/s are lately but I had to....Thanks....
This picture is dedicated for.....
Explore on Tuesday, May 26, 2009#128
Wikipedia: Mueang Sing is a historical park in Sai Yok District, Kanchanaburi Province, Thailand. It protects the remains of two Khmer temples dating to the 13th and 14th centuries. It was declared a historical park in 1987.
The history of the site goes back to the period between 857 and 1157, a period when the Khmer Kingdom was flourishing. Records show that the town was abandoned until the reign of King Rama I. The name Mueang Sing first showed in the chronicles of the reign of King Rama I (1782-1809), when it was a fortified town protecting the town Kanchanaburi.
From Cornell:
The sweet, lazy whistles of Eastern Meadowlarks waft over summer grasslands and farms in eastern North America. The birds themselves sing from fenceposts and telephone lines or stalk through the grasses, probing the ground for insects with their long, sharp bills. On the ground, their brown-and-black dappled upperparts camouflage the birds among dirt clods and dry grasses. But up on perches, they reveal bright-yellow underparts and a striking black chevron across the chest.
Listen to their song here:
Wikipedia: Mueang Sing is a historical park in Sai Yok District, Kanchanaburi Province, Thailand. It protects the remains of two Khmer temples dating to the 13th and 14th centuries. It was declared a historical park in 1987.
The history of the site goes back to the period between 857 and 1157, a period when the Khmer Kingdom was flourishing. Records show that the town was abandoned until the reign of King Rama I. The name Mueang Sing first showed in the chronicles of the reign of King Rama I (1782-1809), when it was a fortified town protecting the town Kanchanaburi.
..::THOR::.. Junkhead - Gacha set @ ANTHEM
SAPA Poses SAPA Poses 66 @ ANTHEM
Happy to be here again for short time, wishing you all a lovely September weekend!
just a tiny bit underexposed, handheld, manual, sooc, my favorites
Made with Stable Diffusion, edits and post-processing done by me.
♫♬♪♩Siren Sings "Hymn To the Sea" | Acapella Female Vocal | Titanic OST♫♬♪♩
This breeding male Chestnut-sided Warbler decides to sing a bit between turns of looking for insects. 2016 was my first year at Magee Marsh and I was able to make it back the next two years running, but I never got over the thrill of seeing these beautiful birds. I can't imagine what Magee will look like this year with COVID-19 but I bet there won't be tons of folks going.
Taken 15 May 2016 at Magee Marsh, Ohio.
Common or European Greenfinch (Chloris chloris) male
Our resident Greenfinch was signing for his mate yesterday.
Sunset in the Mojave Desert, Twentynine Palms, California
As 2022 draws to a close, I am looking forward to turning the page on this year, which has been a difficult one for me, and starting the new chapter that is 2023.
There are a few lines from a Josh Groban song called "Thankful", that I have always loved:
Even with our differences
There is a place we're all connected
Each of us can find each others' light
For me, Flickr has become a beautiful place to find that light and that connection, especially in a world that seems to grow increasingly dark and troubled. So I want to share a deep and sincere Thank You to all my Flickr friends and contacts for the light you give and all the ways in which you uplift my spirit. Thank you for sharing your talents and creativity which both awe and inspire me, for sharing your beautiful places, special moments, and great adventures, for your thoughtful and generous support of my photography and writing, and most of all for your personal kindness, caring, and humanity. I truly enjoy all of the conversations, comments, and connection with each of you, and am incredibly thankful for your encouragement and good wishes through some of the tough times this year.
I am profoundly grateful to have met such wonderful people here on Flickr. Because in the words of the incomparable Maya Angelou in the poem below,
"Nobody, but nobody, Can make it out here alone.
I wish each of you health, happiness, and beautiful light (both in photography and life) in the new year ahead!
Alone
by Maya Angelou
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
A great day playing in the caves followed by a beautiful sky full of silver racing towards me. Silver Sings is by Caitlin Rose. I'm off volunteering today so should be fun.
Sing to me in hushed whisper
speaking to my soul.
Bring lyric to that part of me which yearns to freely flow.
Unlock the chains that hold me
unfolding wings fly free...
A melody hummed upon a breeze
Alas I'm finally Me
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Shell
... and let the background dancers swing!
The blossoms around the cornflower look like little bird beaks that want to be fed or sing happily. Is not it?
Little summer feeling, defies all the rain coming down here the last days :-)
Thanks for the visit, much appreciated!
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"Sing O Heavens; and be joyful O earth; and break forth into singing O mountains; for the Lord hath comforted His people, and will have mercy upon His afflicted."
(Isaiah 49:13, KJV)
At Yosemite National Park - USA
THANK YOU so MUCH for your kind visits, faved and comments.
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Canada warbler. Blue Ridge Parkway. May 2015.
The brownish 'blooms' in the BG are dried up rhododendron blooms from the previous season. I dream of such a shot with the added bonus of the rich color off fresh rhododendron blooms....maybe this year....
Posted for Sliders Sunday - - Post Processed to the MAX!
Snapseed for HDR
Happy Sliders Sunday! : )
Barenaked Ladies - I Can Sing
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CThJGkOB-eo
Canon R7, EF300mm f/4L IS USM
ƒ/10.0 300.0 mm 1/1250 ISO 3200