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Hello all nice Flickr friends.
Corona are here slowly going better. Less on hospital everyday, even it´s not yet over.
So far I have managed without getting sick.
And now I have to be extra careful, because next week my eye will be operated on.
The lens should be lifted up in its proper place and sewn together. Sounds worse than it is.
My golden vibes were photographed several years ago, but this year there are also large fields of flowering Cowslip. Nature shows itself at its best,
perhaps because we are reminded, now during the pandemic, of how wonderful it is, and that we must handle carefully.
Texture: LenaBem Anna, thank you.
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Right now the whole field is filled with blooming Fritillaria in my natural area. A pink shimmer if you go there early in the morning.
I often desire this protected area, with all the wild flowers from the simplest ordinary to unusual as orchids.
Texture: my own.
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Wild Galanthus, found at the northern end of the English Garden in Munich.
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The African wild dog (lycaon pictus), also called the painted dog or Cape hunting dog, is a wild canine which is a native species to sub-Saharan Africa. It is estimated that about 6,600 adults live in 39 subpopulations that are all threatened by habitat fragmentation, human persecution, and outbreaks of disease. As the largest subpopulation probably comprises fewer than 250 individuals, the African wild dog has been listed as endangered on the IUCN Red List since 1990.
Kruger National Park is a South African National Park and one of the largest game reserves in Africa. It covers an area of 19,623 km2 in the provinces of Limpopo and Mpumalanga in northeastern South Africa, and extends 360 km from north to south and 65 km from east to west.
South Africa, Kruger National Park
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Sun suffocate the atmosphere
But I'm safe with you far away from you
Another fire through another open door
It's what I'm living for
Breath of mine be all that you need
It's not much from a broken nothing
Wear another truth on your turned-up sleeve
This is everything I dream
Uh uh yeah he-hell no
I am wild eyed and waiting
Uh uh yeah he-hell
I am wild eyed and wandering
Fortunately I have enough of you
You say it's not where we are
It's not what we choose
Looking out from all that you have built
With red skies I will drift
Uh uh yeah hell no
I am wild eyed and waiting
Uh uh yeah hell no
I am wild eyed and wandering
Uh uh what are your dreams?
Uh uh what are your dreams?
Growing out of a wall .... ( Centranthus ruber - the spur valerian) - thanks to Kenneth Vetter for the information
In Red Beck Valley, Hove Edge, Brighouse, West Yorkshire
Lago privato , Firenze , +1,10 EV
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Middle Fork Snoqualmie River, Washington
The loop I hiked on Sunday has a spur trail with access to the Middle Fork section of the Snoqualmie River, one of six rivers in Washington that has a federal “Wild and Scenic” designation. (Another of the six is the nearby Pratt River, which flows into the Snoqualmie a few miles upstream.)
This is a beautiful section of river that winds its way through the Snoqualmie National Forest and the Alpine Lakes Wilderness areas. This time of year the flow is low and mellow - in the Spring when snowmelt runoff is at its peak, the water levels can run fast and high and cover most of the rocks that are visible currently. But at the end of summer it was a lovely spot to sit and listen to the sound of the flowing water, bask in the sunshine, and wade in the shallows.
The other “wild” part about this area is the crazy directions and angles at which the trees on the opposite river bank are leaning! The North Bend area is notoriously windy in the fall and winter, so my guess is that this is probably due to the winds that roar through here.
Happy Sunday, thank you for all visits and comments 😘
~ I had one second to take a few shots, as soon as the horses noticed our group, they started to walk away ...
press L
Oh you wanted it too late
You wanted it too late now
I can't keep track of all your tears
Been crying rivers way too long
And, oooh, I'm tired of loneliness
But I'm way more tired of wasted time
So still, you barely look alive
These shocks will do you so much good
Just keep your wits about you, don't let it end you
And summon everything you've held up in reserve
Don't fall for every single stolen glance and wink
Try to keep your heart on higher shelves for once
What are you holding back?
I know you've wild horses, enough inside of you
(Stop holding back)
Now's not the time to learn
Serenity, it's gone to red from blue
(Stop holding back)
I think you want this love
It's taken on such a WINDY day (so as everyday is windy here, so to speak), so, was very difficult to capture this only "1 cm" diameter of such. I must've tried 20 times to get a decent one. :-))
scatto frai molti ancora da postprodurre ,
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This wild rose (often called dog rose) was enjoying life on the banks of the lake.
The shape to the right of the Rose, looks disturbingly like Kermit the Frog??
Pentax K-3 mk lll
SMC Pentax-DA* 200mm f2.8 ED [IF] SDM
RIP Mary Oliver , 01/17/19
"You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things."
Author of more than 15 poetry and essay collections, Oliver wrote brief, direct pieces that sang of her worship of the outdoors and disdain for greed, despoilment and other human crimes. One of her favorite adjectives was "perfect," and rarely did she apply it to people. Her muses were owls and butterflies, frogs and geese, the changes of the seasons, the sun and the stars.