Ecuador has so many beautiful birds and this female Masked Trogon is no exception. Relaxing on a delicate branch in the early morning she was such a sight to see.
This trip to Ecuador is truly exceeding my expectation and I’m loving every minute of it.
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Two summers ago, I enjoyed the last few bites of my dinner as the sun set on this rainbow butte. My friend and I marveled at a spider wasp nearby, and as blue hour faded into black, we watched the stars slowly take over the sky. It was late July in southern Utah, and when the breeze picked up, it felt like the earth was kissing our bare skin. We poured more wine and kicked back in our flimsy little camp chairs, soaking up every second of this perfect evening. I put a lid on my mug, figuring it would be an adequate barrier for most of the bugs, and plunked it down in the dirt. Unbeknownst to me, a large moth crawled into the drinking slot, and when I took my next sip I nearly gagged. It went right into the space between my tongue and the roof of my mouth, and it was hairy, soft and definitely still alive. The force with which I spat the moth to the ground killed it, though I imagine the amount of wine it consumed softened the blow. I was laughing in disbelief throughout the entire ordeal, but the sensation of a live insect in my mouth is something I’ll never forget. Funny how that is a stronger memory than the sunset glow on these colorful striations, but hopefully a few more trips to this spot will change that. Oh, and I now use mag slider lids on all of my camping mugs. 🙅🏻♀️
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Rahajeng Nyanggra Rahina Galungan lan Kuningan 🕉🙏🏻✨
Selamat Hari Raya Galungan & Kuningan.
Dumogi Ida Sang Hyang Widhi Waca ngicening kerahayuan ring sajeroning umat.
Stableman brands the front hoofs of a carriage horse with its unique number
in Clinton Park Stable,
New York, USA, January 2019.
Like a license plate, the numbers on the front hoofs are the official way to track the horse back to its owners. The fine for an unmarked horse, enforced by NYPD, stands at 250$. Part of the long-term project
"Ballad for the Carriage Horse" -
Numbering more than 170,000 in the 19th century, carriage horses were the driving force of the developing New York metropolis, transporting goods, locals and tourists across the city's bustling streets. Today, less than two hundred carriage horses are the living testimony of this history. Under the pressure of animal rights organizations and the recurrent attempt of the mayor to shut down this business, one of New York's most iconic institutions is under threat. Photographed in Clinton Park Stable, one of three left in Manhattan, on the streets, and in Central Park, this first in-depth project on the topic explores this famed subculture, as well as the deep emotional bond of humans and horses.
I was blessed to capture this image of four endangered Sierra Nevada Bighorn Sheep! They lined up PERFECTLY as they walked past me to get to where they wanted to graze. I would love to photograph all the sheep species one day, especially Dall's Sheep!
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam,
and for a brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world....
But then it flies on again,
And although we wish it could have stayed,
We are so thankful to have seen it at all. ~Author Unknown .
Monarch butterflies navigate a distance of ~3000m (4800 km) each fall from Canada to Mexico and return in the spring. These annual migrations across North America have been called "one of the most spectacular natural phenomena in the world". Starting in September, eastern and northeastern populations migrate from southern Canada and the United States to overwintering sites in central Mexico where they arrive around November. They start the return trip in March, arriving around July. No individual butterfly completes the entire round trip as four generations are involved in the annual cycle. #chasingzebrasphotography
The Krobos are an ethnic group from the Eastern Region of Ghana. They are divided into the Manya and the Yilo. The exact date on which the Krobos divided themselves into Yilo and Manya still remains a mistery. In earlier years Manya Krobo was referred by the Government of Ghana as Eastern Krobo, whilst the Yilo Krobo was referred as the Western Krobo. From that date to this day, the Krobo have been administered as two separate States, named today as Manya and Yilo Krobo.
Photo by @anthony_pappone
The Krobo People of Ghana to 1892: A Political and Social History. Louis Edward Wilson Ohio University, Center for International Studies, 1991