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A fresh Giant Swallowtail butterfly seduced by the sweet nectar offering of a spiny Teasel flower head.
"The Purple Swamphen is a large rail. It is mainly dusky black above, with a broad dark blue collar, and dark blue to purple below. As the Purple Swamphen walks, it flicks its tail up and down, revealing its white undertail. The bill is red and robust, and the legs and feet orange-red. For such a bulky bird, the Swamphen is an accomplished flier and will readily take to the air to escape danger. In flight, the long legs and elongated toes trail behind or hang underneath the body. Purple Swamphens are proficient swimmers, but prefer to wander on the edges of the water, among reeds and on floating vegetation."
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on the trunk of a dead oak tree ( Quercus robur )
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„Deze vlinder weegt nog geen gram, heeft hersenen ter grootte van een speldenknop en heeft niet de kans om van oudere, ervaren vlinders te leren. Toch onderneemt hij een indrukwekkende intercontinentale trek”, zegt Richard Fox, onderzoeksmanager bij de Britse vlinderstichting. Van dit insect „werd ooit gedacht dat het blindelings door de wind werd meegevoerd op een evolutionair doodlopende weg in de ijzige Britse winter”, voegt Fox eraan toe. Maar uit dit onderzoek „blijkt dat de distelvlinder een echte wereldreiziger is”.
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So I ask, where is Elvis (red-shouldered hawk)? There is a new Templeton (cotton rat) in the yard.
In this image, Templeton is beneath Robbie's feeding station in the picnic area. As he picked around at little things looking for fallen treats, Robbie (gray squirrel) was zipping across the Eastside fence line towards the feeding station. All the while, Howard and Marion and the other feathered visitors were making their way to the yard for the bird show. You can always hear when the show is about to begin.
Robbie reached the point on the fence where he likes to disembark and scurry to the feeding station. With a leap from the fence, he landed on the park grill then came to a complete and unexpected halt. He backed up a bit, lifted his head, and started looking at Templeton. Cautiously he lowered his head to get a closer look at Templeton and backed up once more. Then Robbie started looking back and forth between me and Templeton as if to say who is he and what is he doing here. All I could do was laugh at the spectacle.
A short while later with little or no notice of Robbie, Templeton scampered out of the area to one of the flowerbeds and began eating weeds. Go, Templeton, eat all of those you want. Robbie continued to the feeding station and began eating his treats.
Meanwhile, the birds' show had begun. Howard and Marion both having decided that Robbie's station is their favorite were moving ever closer to the area. Poor Robbie, his snack time was interrupted again as the cardinals began flying low over his head on a frequent basis and asking him to move along. Robbie did just that. Retracing his path Robbie scurried out of sight to the backyard neighbors; Leaving Howard and Marion to enjoy the treats.
Later that day, Templeton boldly ran across my foot. Apparently I was in the way as we were each going about our business. I was glad to have closed-toed shoes. Normally, I have on flip-flops when I am in the yard but when I do more intense yard work it's always closed-toed shoes.
Although I do appreciate the assistance with weed control in the yard, again I have to ask where is Elvis? Templeton is not excluded from the menu like the bluebirds are 😜.
Have a sensational Sunday and happy snapping.
Welcome to the bird show Phoebe. I really don't know much about Phoebe. I have seen one on occasion during last fall and again last spring migration seasons. ID shots were about all I could get because he was so shy and so quick. This one may or may not be the same Phoebe from the past but it seems used to me already and if I am outside with the camera it is not phased by me or the clicking of the camera.
I sat reading my book (yeah right), on the glider which is located where the people swing used to be under oak three. There I watched when Phoebe came to play. He would fly swiftly and dip his toes in the main body of the pond and retreat to a bistro chair or a branch to preen and do it all over again.
Once bath time was over Phoebe perched in the willow tree located in the bog and began searching for caterpillars. Sorry Phoebe, the palm warblers beat you to them, I though to myself. I wish I had beaten the palm warblers to them but those little guys are up too early for me to be so lucky. Of course, I would raise the caterpillars if I found them, not eat them :)
The time for raising butterflies for the season is about over. We occasionally get a cold snap in December and butterflies don't really like the cold. And I am not equipped to keep them indoors if they hatch during a cold snap. So, after I raise and release the few monarch and goldrim butterflies that are currently in protective custody that will be all for the year. I didn't bother trying to keep count of how many butterflies I raised this year but it was a bunch.
Have a wonderful day and as always, happy snapping.
✨ Final Curtain Call at Tranquil Toes Retreat ✨
Darlings, foot lovers and other kinksters,
it is with a delicate sigh and an air of mystery that I announce the closing of Tranquil Toes Retreat as of December 1st. Yes, the whispers of time have caught up with us, and for now, our haven of soothing bliss will slip into the shadows.
But don’t mistake this for a goodbye. It’s only a suspenseful pause... perhaps a brief interlude, or a grand return in another chapter. Who can say? The future is a tantalizing enigma, as fleeting as the ripples in a warm foot bath.
For those who’ve graced our sanctuary, I invite you to indulge one last time before we close the doors, perhaps with a knowing smile — you never know what may come next.
Thank you for your loyalty, your serenity, and the moments of luxurious indulgence we've shared.
Until we meet again... or perhaps not.
Stay fabulous
Macro Mondays, theme: Footwear
Handmade leather sandal from India, known as a "Kohlapuri Chappal". The background is a gold-woven silk drapery.
Hasselblad/Zeiss Makro-Planar 135mm-f/5.6 manual lens, set to f/5.6.
Three-image focus stack with Helicon Focus, using the macro rail internal to this lens rig.
For an image with scale, see here:
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Becky was such a trooper standing in the cold water. Thankfully her toes didn't fall off haha. I always appreciate a model who is up for slightly uncomfortable situations. I only ask if I think it'll be worth it. I think it was in this case :)
This is the last photo I'll be sharing from this shoot on flickr. I will however, be sharing a blog post with the rest of the photographs over on my blog over the next month or so. The best place to see when that's up is firstly, by following my blog, but secondly, over on my Facebook Page. Make sure you're following me over there too. All the links to my social media are down below as always! Hope you're all well. I've just come back from a lovely weekend away and look forward to sharing new work over the next week :)
RAWR! Duality Toe Rings HW
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Rigged for: Maitreya, Legacy, Kupra, LoveBody/LoveMomma
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Distracted Tufted Titmouse preparing for an early fall splash bath.
Common. Permanent area resident.
No post-processing done to photo, only cropped. Nikon NEF (RAW) files available. NPP Straight Photography at noPhotoShopping.com
While technically not a good image, I think it is interesting because one of the young birds has a toe of the hovering adult in its mouth. And the youngster was closing its beak on the toe. Likely a natural reaction to feeling the pressure of the toe on its mouth.
A Blue Heron demonstrates the art of the "toe drag" while gliding across the waters of the Noxubee Refuge near Brooksville Mississippi.
Some sunset action at the birdbath! These two were just in the shade while the rest of the bath and splashing action was catching the low angled evening sun.
Short - Toed Eagle migrating through The Straits of Gibraltar.
Photo taken with Sony A7R4A camera. Location: Gibraltar.
I've been seeing my contacts among other peoples feet all over flickr cos of this FUTAB (feet up and take a break) thingy and thought while sitting poolside today hmmmmm.....
I freakin HATE feet btw!!.........Hahahahaha