Mockingbird has large white spots on the wings, and long tail. Have a great day!
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It's a scene from last summer's Bristol Renaissance Faire, near Kenosha, Wisconsin, in which the crowd was being revved up to dance to the beat of loud and rhythmic drums just before closing time.
Tags: Bristol Renaissance Faire Kenosha OM 40-150mm F2.8 Wisconsin dancing fan men motion motion blur people smiles square women
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Retired locomotives, salvaged for parts, are parked near maintenance shops in the Chatuchak District of Bangkok, Thailand.
Nikon D7500, Nikkor 18-300, ISO 180, f/11.0, 18mm, 1/500s
Tags: Locomotives Engines Diesels Horsepower Retired Rust Rusty Rusted SRT State Railway of Thailand Trains Railroad Rail Rails Transportation Scrap Scrapped Cemetery Graveyard Track Tracks Sidings Yard Storage Salvage Profile Clouds Ballast City Urban Landscape Sky Skies Cloudy Sidetracked Abandoned Junked Steely Weathered Metal Metallic Vintage Relics Derelict Neglect Dereliction Disused Broken Davenport Locomotive Works 500 HP Series 580 533 SRT 580 SRT 530 NIkon D7500 Nikkor 18-300 Photoshop by Fehlfarben Thanks Bine! xo
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This image and the song were created for each other—like two echoes of the same dream. If you'd like, you can follow the link and listen while gazing at the artwork. Maybe you'll feel the story they whisper together. Hope you enjoy the moment!
WHISPERING PETALS
Soft petals falling in a gentle stream
Caught in a sigh like a fleeting dream
Whispered shadows hold the light so near
A bird sings alone where none can hear
The breeze hums secrets as the branches sway
A dance of echoes in the waning day
Footsteps vanish on the path they tread
Springtime fades but lingers in its stead
Oh how tender the whispers bring
The ghosts of seasons that used to sing
Alone the bird with its fragile tune
Under the sun’s golden afternoon
The world keeps shifting in its solemn pace
Time erases but leaves a trace
Leaves fall quiet yet the bird holds on
Its song remains when the echoes are gone
Painted skies and the scent of new rain
Memories bound that we can’t contain
The melody floats on a wistful breeze
Springtime lives where our hearts still seize
Oh how tender the whispers bring
The ghosts of seasons that used to sing
Alone the bird with its fragile tune
Under the sun’s golden afternoon
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Coyote Point County Park, San Mateo County, CA
Tags: Scarlet Tanager Tanager Coyote Point County Park San Mateo County CA
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