Maybe you were a vole in a previous life.Hm......somewhere in between, I guess. I don’t HATE owls, nor am I indifferent to them because I definitely have a distinct “dislike” kind of reaction to them, either live or in photographs.
Maybe you were a vole in a previous life.Hm......somewhere in between, I guess. I don’t HATE owls, nor am I indifferent to them because I definitely have a distinct “dislike” kind of reaction to them, either live or in photographs.
...LOL...maybe that’s the answer, I was a vole in a previous life..... LOL!!!!
Owls are truly beautiful and fascinating animals.
Auto pay on everything except the cell phone bill because it's Verizon. Granted I haven't seen any funny business by them ever.It’s the 3rd. After procrastinating since the 1st I have to pay the bills today. Oh, the humanity.
Back off buddy.He’s my friend.
Some of my owl shots from a few years back.Indeed they are.
Owl
Soft and broad, your lethal flight;
brushed edges mute
your stealth'd approach.
Your eyes huge, to gather light;
your ears askew, to fix upon
small, beating hearts below.
Your taloned feet:
Strong, padded, and clad
in downy chaps; with toes
that shift - from two and two
to three and one.
So that neither
feathers, nor fur, are
slippery enough, to
break your grasp, and
escape your beak.
Especially if you are a vole!Both great shots, but man, that second one is really good, haunting even.
Thank you kindly.Excellent shots, both, and I still love owls.
Especially if you are a vole!
It was a tame owl flying between its owners, so not a wild shot. It was a good evening.
Indeed they are.
Owl
Soft and broad, your lethal flight;
brushed edges mute
your stealth'd approach.
Your eyes huge, to gather light;
your ears askew, to fix upon
small, beating hearts below.
Your taloned feet:
Strong, padded, and clad
in downy chaps; with toes
that shift - from two and two
to three and one.
So that neither
feathers, nor fur, are
slippery enough, to
break your grasp, and
escape your beak.
Auto pay on everything except the cell phone bill because it's Verizon. Granted I haven't seen any funny business by them ever.
You’ve never been to a bar? I used to go from about 14 (18 is the drinking age here).Today I turn 21. My last milestone birthday. From here on out birthdays are just about getting old.
At least I can finally go to a bar--I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Time to order me a White Russian![]()
Today I turn 21. My last milestone birthday. From here on out birthdays are just about getting old.
At least I can finally go to a bar--I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Time to order me a White Russian![]()
Today I turn 21. My last milestone birthday. From here on out birthdays are just about getting old.
At least I can finally go to a bar--I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Time to order me a White Russian![]()
Thank you allAnd that is encouraging to hear, @Scepticalscribe.
I can certainly say that I was a lot happier in my 30s, than I was in my 20s - and that was a period of time that was a lot better than those awful years in my teens, which I would never willingly re-visit, irrespective of how many youth elixirs someone offered me.
In fact, she used to say that if you peaked too early, you ran the risk of never feeling the need to open your mind to fresh experiences and new learning, and new ways of thinking and seeing things, from the time you were young, and she used to deplore the number of individuals who had, as she phrased it, "put a padlock on their minds at 18 or 20" and never admitted a single fresh thought or idea since then.
Today I turn 21. My last milestone birthday. From here on out birthdays are just about getting old.
At least I can finally go to a bar--I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Time to order me a White Russian![]()
I had an interesting first day as a fully embadged moderator. Here's a summary.
First, I read a post from name redacted that informed me of a confidential matter to resolve. It took me a while, but I finished that.
Next, there were a bunch of unnamed things to read through and decide on their disposition. That was at least an hour.
Mixed in with all this moderator stuff, I was also posting snarky responses on threads, and investigating secret stuff elided to use in some redacted actions I'd need to handle later.
Next I took some time away from the keyboard to make a batch of oatmeal cookie bars, with pecans and dried cranberries. They're still cooling off.
The final work activity was a couple of break-away republic actions that needed to be handled, because @NoBoMac was in a Skype conference with some people who may or may not be dictators. I ended the day by joining @Boyd01 in the woods where we drank some beer, maybe, and scared the wildlife.