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beauty, Boise Greenbelt, Boise River, gratitude, nature, solace
Words evade me. But my eyes sustain me.
20 Monday Aug 2012
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beauty, Boise Greenbelt, Boise River, gratitude, nature, solace
Words evade me. But my eyes sustain me.
One picture = 1,000 words.
You said a lot here.
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Thanks! 🙂
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Beautiful!!! Where did you find those unusual plants?
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Actually, one is in my back yard. It’s a super close-up of a fern unfolding. The other one was on the greenbelt. There’s a yellow daisy thing? The round, furry seed pod thing is the same plant. Obviously, I’m no botanist. ;-/ I just snap what I see.
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I love your close-ups of tiny life. I love them, too.
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Thanks. It’s amazing to think of how many tiny lives it takes to make this vast universe of ours.
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I love the Fern : )
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Thanks. I’d just watered. I thought it looked sort of other-worldly.
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Agreed. It does look other worldly! And beautiful.
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I just loved these close up shots of flowers and plants. Beautiful!
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Thanks! 😉
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Lovely. Absolutely lovely.
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Thanks, Lenore.
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I am such a fern fan. And this is coming from a biologist who generally has a hard time pronouncing some life form her favourite being. I simply adore your photographs!
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Really? Gee, thanks, Sandra. I’m looking forward to seeing what’s around the corner for you. In many ways! 😉
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Lovely. Amongst my favourites – the squirrel, swan and the unfurling fern. 🙂
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I’ve been having fun in my back yard this summer, Val. In the morning before it gets too blazing hot and while the backyard is shady, I sit back there with my coffee and my laptop. I’ve put up a bird feeder and a bird watering station so the birds flock in for breakfast. I’ve even been visited by a hummingbird this year for the first time. (I hear that they are struggling in the heat) One morning this week I first had a surprise visit from a neighbor cat. It’s black as coal and lives somewhere behind my house. All of a sudden this little wide-eyed black face was peering over the top of my 6-foot fence, staring first at the birds at their feeder, then at my unexpected presence! Cat fell back to the ground and disappeared back across the alley.
A little bit later, my cat came out to join me. She perched herself under the bird feeder chattering away until the squirrel came for a drink. Then she sat below both the squirrel and the birds, chattering at one, then the other. The squirrel didn’t give a damn about the cat. Till it lost its footing and landed on the ground directly in front of Poppy, whose chattering stopped, eyes popped and they stared at each other in disbelief till the squirrel recovered it’s half wit and dashed for the fence with the cat half a hair behind. I thought I’d die laughing.
The bird feeder seems to be quite safely positioned away from the wishful claws of the cats. It provides a marvelous virtual entertainment for them. And for me as well.
How’ve you been feeling lately?
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Why do cats chatter? It’s such a curious sound. My mother had a cat when I was a child but I don’t recall it ever chattering.
I’m alternating between feeling fine and feeling awful. I am trying to exercise but not doing very well as all my muscles ache and I’m so out of condition these days. Oh well, baby steps.
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Indeed, why DO they chatter? It’s a question that has perplexed people for a long time. There are some theories, but as yet, I’ve never seen a definitive answer. One theory that seems plausible is that in the wild, cats kill prey with a brutal bite to the neck. The jaw chattering may be a warm up or precursor to “the bite.” Some believe it is a sign of pent-up frustration at not being able to get at the prey. But I wonder about that, since my cat chatters even when there’s a half dead mouse right under her nose. Another theory suggests that it is much like our increased salivation when someone plops a double chocolate torte in front of us. (I like that one.)
May you have a double chocolate torte day…without the sugar load headache that follows. ;-}
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Lol! Thanks, Linda – and you! 🙂
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Really nice pics, Linda. I wish summer would never end, but at least by taking pics such as the ones you have posted here, we have memories that can keep us warm & smiling until the next go round.
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Thanks, Doreen. Where I live, summer tends to get me down. It gets too hot and I begin looking forward to snow. But I do love the swing seasons, fall and spring. And I appreciate living in a climate where we have four seasons to enjoy. Thanks for stopping by.
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These are lovely, RW. 🙂 I’m glad you’re having a blessed summer up there in Boise.
I was under the impression that you didn’t write poetry; those two sentences up there certainly make for a nice rhyme. 😉
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Thanks, Nel. Pure dumb luck on the poetry. 😉
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I’ve been wondering about cats chattering, too. I’ve had cats all my life, but had never seen or heard the chatter until our current cats started doing it at the very sight of a bird outside.
How in the world did you get that close to the squirrel? Or did you use a telephoto lens? He looks as though he’s about to go into his martial arts stance.
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Actually, Charles, that squirrel shot was taken with my Droid phone because that was all that was handy as the action happened. Squirrels are amazing little athletes. Unfortunately, as my former husband always said, they are a perfect example of great hardware combined with poor software. (Referring to their crazy behavior of darting in front of cars and then stopping in the middle of the lane to ponder which direction to go…just before being flattened by the oncoming traffic. And, this little squirrel has become quite bold. He will stare me down from the top of the fence when I’m only a foot away. We have quite a little relationship. 😉
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Loved these, Linda. Especially, the green ones. 🙂
Thanks for sharing your photographic world!
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Thanks for stopping by!
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