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The Caspian Tern does an interesting landing. They sometimes drop from a high altitude and come down like this. The control their descent speed by the position of their wings. This image is a good display of exactly that.

Great Blue Heron, Ritch Grissom Memorial Wetlands at Viera, Melbourne, Florida

Kingfisher half an hour before sunset hoping for a little supper before going off to roost.

Green Heron, Wildwood Lake, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania

Vas'ka likes to play with a string attached to a stick. Previously, there was a toy kitten at the end of the lace, but Yashka tore it off.

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Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick - Ian Dury and The Blockheads

youtu.be/0WGVgfjnLqc

"Side by side or miles apart, real friends are always close to the heart."

HBW and Happy Earth Day!

 

I don't want to go another day

So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind...

smoke from the incense stick

Osprey landing on a very very short runway

A lady kingfisher doing a spot of fishing on a beautiful sunny December afternoon.

A Wood Pigeon (Columba palumbus) that only has one leg, but he works hard and is constantly fetching sticks for his missus to stick in the next. It's great to see him coming and going.

Great Egret in breeding colors taking a stick back to the nest, Alligator Breeding Marsh and Wading Bird Rookery, Gatorland, Orlando, Florida

Tape Dispenser. HMM!

Another, and final, take on the "controversial" sculpture...I think I should stick to birds and flowers lol! :-))

Questo tema presentava numerose possibilità di scelta... questa è quella che è venuta in mente a me... un bastone di ghiaccio!

HappyMacroMonday a tutti!

 

This theme presented numerous possibilities of choice... this is what came to my mind... an ice stick!

HappyMacroMonday to everyone!

 

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stella- mia writes .: "one lonely balerina" :-)

  

# Plantago lanceolata - Spitzwegerich - ribwort plantain - wild plant

 

de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spitzwegerich

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plantago_lanceolata

 

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°energy field°

In this, contained in your energy field is the purity of all of your abilities beyond what you perceive you are physically capable of. Were you to actually allow yourself to genuinely recognize or realize the reality and the strength of your energy field and allow yourself to be aware of it enough and knowledgeable of it enough — which is not necessarily learned knowledge — you could actually direct your energy field to extend in any manner that you choose. As an example, you could project your energy field and create any type of manifestation of weather that you can imagine. As an example, you could produce lightning or you could produce a whirlwind. Elias - 2817

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stick mantid/popa undata or popa spurca

 

And here is the complete mantid, about 55mm long. It was at a location where taking a picture was difficult, so invited it onto a stick and placed it somewhere else where I could choose the background, very docile creatures...

Photographers watching the nest building of the various species are like judges at an aquatic dive event, rating the quality of the nesting materials as they come in. Or coaching, "Get one with green leaves please!", or "I want a long one that will drag behind in the water" which I heard myself uttering this morning. Here's a pair of Great Blue Herons and you can see the pride in the male's demeanor and boy, is she impressed or what. (Ardea herodias)

Magnet for Macro Mondays.

Image is 3/4in. on the long edge.

A chop stick we picked up along life's travels. There are two of course because one chop stick would be pretty useless for eating.

 

Have a great Monday Folks.

I would ride your bed

and leave the yellow bark dust

on your pillow.

...

Michael Ondaatje, The Cinnamon Peeler, 1989

I often need to land the drone on the roof of my jeep. I caught this shot while out getting a sunset shot.

Bird photography sounds peaceful. You picture me quietly communing with nature, sipping coffee while majestic creatures flutter by, posing politely like they’re in a Disney movie. That’s a lie. The truth involves hauling lawn chairs, tripods, and a camera bag that weighs more than a third grader across the desert before sunrise—all to sit motionless next to a glorified livestock trough filled with water I wouldn’t let my enemies drink.

 

This cattle tank, which I have gentrified into a “desert oasis” (by tossing in a stick), is now a fine-dining establishment for birds. The stick is important. I found it on the ground, which makes it natural, and I chose one with bark and lichen because birds don’t like muddy feet—and I like a pretty perch.

 

Birds don’t just fly in, though. First, they land about twenty-five feet away in what I call the staging area, where they scope things out and decide if it’s safe to drink. Just as I know birds come here for water, they know hawks come here for birds. If it seems risky, they vanish into the brush to post angry tweets about predator privilege.

 

This time, an American Robin decided to play along. He glided down to the branch, dipped his beak into the water, then raised his head to swallow—because robins, like most birds, can’t gulp. They rely on gravity to get the water down. No swallow muscles. No peristalsis. Just tip and pray.

 

As he tilted his head back, water spilled from his beak. I fired off a burst of photos. In this frame, he’s in perfect profile, water spilling from his bill, with a few droplets stopped in mid-air and a few reached the surface, sending delicate ripples across the pond.

 

His reflection was beautiful and haunting, like a bird pondering the mysteries of hydration—or maybe just wondering why some guy shoved a branch in his drinking fountain.

In the desert, water is liquid gold. To birds, cattle tanks are survival. To me, they’re proof that lugging heavy gear into the wilderness to photograph a robin mid-sip is a perfectly reasonable way to spend retirement.

 

Especially if you're trying to avoid housework.

 

He lifts his head to the sky—a gravity feed,

’Cause evolution said, “Nah—gulping’s not a need.

 

noticed them in my backyard

A couple Canadian Geese roosting in a dead poplar near the Highwood River, High River, Alberta

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