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When I took this photo I didn't realize he'd caught a gopher and a good sized one that appeared to be quite heavy for him. Over a distance of about 200 hundred yards he was in the air and back on the ground 3 times before landing on the 4 foot fence at the tot lot at the end of the park.
When talking with her my mouth is usually hanging open amazed by the stories she tells. She has lived a phenomenal life.
Go Big! Go ahead and really get to know Geta.
Amtrak's Empire Builder was a few minutes into its trip to the Pacific Northwest as it zips across Techny Road back in 2002.
Two P42DCs and a F40PH had a long train full of passengers and mail and express heading through the northern suburbs of Chicagoland.
When I was a child, handwritten letters were commonplace, but I rarely see one now. The letter in this image was written in 1832, folded and then sealed with red wax. The envelope beneath it is not connected, but was posted in 1896. These pieces of paper are links to real people from the 19th century. Nowadays we even have to wonder whether communications we receive were actually written by a human being at all. How times have changed.
For this week's Macro Mondays group theme, Paper.
even when they are not so. My child, I can live on a good compliment two weeks with nothing else to eat :-)
Mark Twain, letter to Gertrude Natkin, 1906
HFF!!
blue dasher dragonfly, waterlily, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Four minutes before the sun disappeared below the horizon behind me, the light was dropping quickly. Owen Conservation Park, Madison, Wisconsin, USA, January 8, 2025, 4:37 PM.
When I came home at lunch today a large flock of waxwings were hitting the neighbors ornimental fruit trees.
I'm not sure what the mating habits are but many of the birds were paired off and were feeding each other. So maybe spring will come after all.
But hard to think of love at -10f
The desert blooming.
We have had some rains in the last two months and the island is incredibly blooming.
I don't know if Fuerteventura have ever been in this way, maybe not. I see people going in the new fields taking photo just like they have never seen something like this.
When Sethi sleeps, he sleeps and doesn't wake up easily. So it's no surprise that he only noticed the strange yellow thingy (aka the pumpkin) when his naptime was finally over. He watched the pumpkin for quite a while until he came to the conclusion that it wasn't planning a mean attack on an innocent kitty.
A photo for this week's photo assignment, themed Minimal Colour.
I had pretty much given up trying to find a scene with minimal colour when I happened upon one while out for a walk yesterday. :)
WIT
Not a great deal to this one really, an evening stroll along the pier then a little post processing to correct the levels etc.
EDIT:
This photo features in Explore for April 3rd 2011, thank you to everybody for your feedback.
When I got to Santa Croce, it was still closed for Sunday mass so I waited on the steps for 40 minutes. I remembered I had E.M.Forster's "A Room with a View" on my iPhone so re-read Chapter 2 "In Santa Croce with no Baedeker", where Lucy Honeychurch meets George Emerson and his father inside after losing Miss Lavish.... then I went to look for the Giotto frescoes :)
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” ~Rabindranath Tagore
Explore: Feb. 26, 2011
When there were no Mardi Gras parades in 2021, the people of New Orleans stepped up, creating "house floats" for people to walk or drive around and see! It was SO much fun!
Mardi Gras is like Christmas- even if there are no parades, Mardi Gras will still come! It will arrive even if the Grinch tries to steal it! :)
New Orleans LA
2021
(I have promised myself to finish getting the rest of the house floats pics posted, but OMG- I seem to have taken quite a few!)
“Was this the bright vastness the poet Bashō saw when he wrote of the Milky Way arched over a stormy sea?”
― Yasunari Kawabata
I sat in my car and looked at the little gift shop. This was the first time in all the years that I have been coming here, that I have seen it open. Of course, I usually stop here in the middle of the night, so it's no wonder. I thought, I really don't need to buy anything, and I almost pulled out of the lot... and then that old familiar tug at my heart saying, "go in... there might be something wonderful in there!" So, I listened to my heart. When I walked through the door, directly in front of me, one of the first thing I noticed, was photographs, beautiful matted photographs. They reeled me in because I always need to see what other people see... do they see things the way that I do.... what do they see that I am missing? The beautiful photos seemed familiar to me... like I had seen them before. I looked at the signature. I knew that name! I smiled. This person that I "knew" from my Flickr pages, had her photos for sale, in my favorite place! How fabulous! When I left the little gift shop... I pulled out my phone and left a quick comment on her Flickr page. To my surprise, I quickly had a response to my comment telling me that she lived right around the corner and asking how could she get in touch with me? Being technologically challenged, I couldn't figure out a way to Flickr mail her my phone number, so I just threw it out there on her page and within minutes we were in contact and a few minutes later we had plans! Dinner and a night sky shoot... in my very favorite place! What could possibly be better?!!
For my birthday weekend... I followed my heart to a place that I love, to do what I love to do. And there... the Universe gave me a wonderful birthday gift... a new friend, with whom I spent a perfect evening.... eating pizza, shooting the sunset, talking about things we love, shooting the night sky and making new plans. And I know we will do it again!! Thank you, Universe!! Thank you Joan for a really fun night! ♥
Oh....and one last fun thought.... remember synchronicities?... those fun little unexplainable coincidences? Earlier this day I walked along the edge of a beach, not the water edge, but near wooded edge... and I happened to notice a little path through the woods... I wondered where it led. Later, I found that.... it leads to Joan's house! We are all connected in ways... sometimes by words on a Flickr page.... sometimes by paths in places you've never been. How cool is that....? : )
Follow your heart.... ♥
My new and very talented friend, Joan ... go say hi!
: www.flickr.com/photos/joanatkinson/ I bet some of you already know her!! : )
Falls in Idaho Falls as the Snake River course through downtown. The Idaho Falls Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is seen in the upper right.
When the storm comes; dance in the rain. | @bluntseoul
Took a 4+ hour drive down to Death Valley just to get to Bad Waters. Super pumped about all the awesome shots I got!
"In life, when we are done with the ‘game,’ we all go into the same box. In the age of this quote, that meant a catacomb or in the ground. Everyone, from a King to a serf (or slave) would end up dead when the game was over. In short, the game is rigged, and no one gets out alive. Kind of sad, but true none the less."
When I spotted some glorious crepuscular rays beaming through the evening sky I didn't need a seconds thought in going out to shoot them and with countless fields full of of hay bales around at the moment I decided to pop along to no mans lane and capture a composition to include everything...
When one visits this charming little town there are walks on the headlands to north and south. The track I am now on, is the northern choice heading for Killantringan lighthouse. Looking back south we see Port Patrick itself.
When we arrived at the Grand Hotel in Kookynie (built in 1902) there was no sign of this horse. We wandered around a bit, and upon our return to the hotel and the car, there was our friend, patiently waiting at the front door for the hotel to open. There was nobody in sight and no harness or the like on the horse.
Kookynie today is pretty much a ghost town with the hotel being the only aspect recalling the days of the gold rush era in the early 1900's.
We visited as part of our July 2019 father/son drive of the 1,000 km Golden Quest Discovery Trail in the goldfields of Western Australia.
Serendipity is when you unexpectedly stumble across something good. And that is what happened yesterday when I was out walking on the moors with a friend and a Short-eared Owl popped up in front of us. Short-eared Owls usually breed on the Peak District Moors so I often see them in summer but they are pretty thin on the ground in winter. Most Short-eared Owls leave the higher ground to spend the winter in lowlands, especially around estuarine saltmarshes. Though the BTO Bird Atlas says that birds in the Uists, Orkneys and the Pennines appear to winter close to their breeding grounds, yet I rarely see them in winter. There was a bit of snow on the ground yesterday but not enough to hamper its hunting. We watched it for about five minutes, and it did appear to catch and eat something, then it slowly headed south and out of sight. I did manage some closer shots but I quite liked this one showing the winter moorland habitat.
When it rains, I don't mind being lonely, I cry right along with the sky
When it rains, I don't pretend to be happy, I don't even have to try
When it rains, Some people get down, They're sporting a frown, so I fit right in
Yeah, the sun may brighten your day but if I had my way, I'd take the rain
A Very Old Pic, And yes thats a rain drop.