Mother rode up and down my saddle horn, at the same time reached back and found the mons of Sal and rubbed it. "No he doesn't do this often. Her dark, short hair was trimmed to fit around her face, and her lips shone red and wet.
Once done copping a feel. "Anything?" he asked. I was able to go round three that evening. Lisa was on the verge of tears, as she realized that she would probably never experience this in her own life.
Even after her husband came home. "Her name was Emily and she was looking for her husband. (End of recap. "Hello again small orgaam a familiar guard declared in Arabic, smiling down at Samantha. PLEASE STOP!. Here those alien bastards had not only made her into a sexual freak, but they had also taken away her natural ability to strongly orgasm at will, compilatino tied it in directly to her monthly ovulation--so that she was now even more of a slave to her own menstrual cycles, than orgas, had already been, before her abduction.
No one is an atheist in a foxhole. Sorry for the cliche, but it's true. All atheists turn to god when their time is up.
Well, it's not like Merrimack College is a REAL academy of education like, you know, McGill, NYU, Oxford, UofT, Cambridge, MIT, and of course, KING'S COLLEGE IN LONDON.
Lol, you should brush up on your ideology; if you can't defend it in a rational, articulated manner, maybe you don't have those ideas, the ideas have you.
By the very nature of being Infinite - that which has no begining and no end, both in time and space, or perhaps we should say beyond or outside time and space. If God is defined as Mind or Spirit then all that is, is in the Mind of God.
Yet, you have provided zero evidence that consciousness can't evolve in 5 minutes, let along 20 - 30 million years...
Nipissing University and Conestoga College are not what the next Finance MInister needs in this day and age. Caroline Mulroney graduated from NYU and Harvard.
Spix’s Macaw (Cy anopsitta spixii), also known as the Little Blue Macaw, is a Brazilian macaw and the only small blue macaw. It is a member of Arini tribe in the subfamily Arinae (Neotropical parrots), part of the family Psittacidae (the true parrots). It was first described by German naturalist Georg Marcgrave, when he was working in the State of Pernambuco, Brazil in 1638 and it is named for German naturalist Johann Baptist von Spix, who collected a specimen in 1819 on the bank of the Rio São Francisco in northeast Bahia in Brazil.
The Hawaiian Crow or ʻAlalā (Corvus hawaiiensis) is a species of bird in the crow family, Corvidae. It is about the size of the Carrion Crow at48–50 centimeters (19–20 in) in length, but with more rounded wings and a much thicker bill. It has soft, brownish-black plumage and long, bristly throat feathers; the feet, legs and bill are black. SomeNative Hawaiians consider the Hawaiian Crow an ʻaumakua (family god).
The Kakapo, also called owl parrot, is a species of large, flightless, nocturnal, ground dwelling parrots of the super-family Strigopoidea endemic to New Zealand. It has finely blotched yellow-green plumage, a distinct facial disc of sensory, vibrissa-like feathers, a large grey beak, short legs, large feet, and wings and a tail of relatively short length. It is also possibly one of the world’s longest-living birds. Like many other New Zealand bird species, the Kakapo was historicallyimportant to the Māori, the indigenous people of New Zealand, appearing in many of their traditional legends and folklore.
The Brazilian Merganser, Mergus octosetaceus, is a duck in the typical merganser genus. It is one of the six most threatened waterfowlin the world with possibly fewer than 250 birds in the wild and none kept in captivity. The origin of its name is from its long, sharp-edged beak that has a great number of teeth-looking edges.
The California Condor (Gymnogyps californianus) is a New World vulture, the largest North American land bird. This condor became extinct in the wild in 1987 (all remaining wild individuals were captured) but has been reintroduced to northern Arizona and southern Utah (including the Grand Canyon area and Zion National Park), coastal mountains of central and southern California, and northern Baja California. Although other fossil members are known, it is the only surviving member of the genus Gymnogyps.
It was pretty chilly at 7.15 when I arrived at the Fen today, so - given the admonishments I received from my doctor about not getting too cold for too long - it was never going to be a long session. In the event, Brian T didn't arrive until after 7.45, but we enjoyed catching up and chatting with Chris, another SF regular.
Not much in the way of birdlife today, although squabbling Marsh Harriers, Greylags and Coots were amusing to watch. Lots of Chinese Water Deer were roaming around, including this very-pregnant female. Other mammal interest came in the form of a youngish Red Fox that, sadly, never came close enough for decent photography.
Since I was out and about, I thought I'd whizz east to Gt Yarmouth for a look at the harbour mouth. I'm confident I did see the reported Glaucous Gull, but it flew over me towards the new Outer Harbour before I had the camera ready.
I drove past the Marina Centre (half a dozen Mediterranean Gulls flying around) and continued home via Mautby. No sign of the Hooded Crow, but the Iceland Gull was still distantly viewable, as were lots more Med Gulls. A minor murmuration of Starlings was interesting to watch.
As I pulled onto my driveway at home I noticed a Buzzard drifting west over Pedham: I pointed it out to my neighbour Sue (and her window cleaners!) Amazingly, while we were talking at least another ten followed it!
(Just been looking through the gull shots from the harbour mouth: one distant bird - through two wire-mesh fences - looks a bit glaucousy: as always, informed opinion welcome. And yes, it has been 'de-noised' with PSP)
Since I no longer play in a band and rarely jam at the local club, I needed another guitar like a fish needs an aqualung!
However, Linda and I popped into Norwich early today and I spotted a delightful Fender electro-acoustic in a second hand shop (it's the one on the left with the electric-style neck and machine heads.)
We walked all around Norwich before Linda persuaded me to return to the shop and add it to my Fender family: no second invitation required! I've been bashing away at it through my Roland Cube and it plays - and sounds - a treat!
Linda and I have lived in our bungalow on the Heath for nearly 20 years: we have a medium-sized garden with arable farmland on two sides. As a result, most of the birds on our garden list have been flyovers or farmland birds: imagine my surprise, then, when I looked from the office window to see a Moorhen swimming in our tiny pond!
He hung around for half an hour, alternating between eating worms on the lawn and swimming in the pond: a very pleasant surprise! While I was copying over the images from my SD card, a male Merlin flew across the garden - great to see, but frustrating because the card was not in the camera!
Blustery weather, but it hasn't put off the local birds of prey: this morning I glanced from the office to see a Buzzard battling against the strong winds. This doesn't seem to be one of the 'regulars', lacking their characteristic colouration.
A little later a beautiful female Marsh Harrier drifted along our hedge line: the closest I've seen one here for a while. Meanwhile, numerous female Pheasants and a pair of Red-legged Partridges came for an early breakfast!
Norman and I spent a couple of hours at Strumpshaw (early start, as is always essential) and were rewarded by views of nearly everything you'd expect to see at this time of year.
The walk to Fen Hide produced three 'Teddy Bears' (Water Deer!) - we were to see at least three more before we left the reserve. Once settled in the hide, we were 'serenaded' by Water Rails: only brief glimpses, unfortunately. This was also the case with the pair of Kingfishers that alighted on the furthest post, but at least we managed a few photos. An Otter torpedoed along the channel, scaring the waterfowl without surrendering to the camera.
The walk along the riverbank to Tower Hide was enlivened by repeated glimpses of a pair of Bullfinches and the odd Cetti's Warbler: we were pleasantly surprised that the paths were comparatively firm and dry.
In front of Tower Hide, four Snipe lounged in the sunlight, occasionally being pushed off by Greylags. A third Kingfisher allowed silhouette views as it perched very briefly on the 'fish refuge' sticks. Last two birds of note were a distant Bittern, a Marsh Harrier dragging a large twig to its chosen nest site, and another with a white wing tag.
Following a parcel run to the post office, I thought I'd take advantage of the morning sunshine for a quick whizz along the Yare Valley. Following brief (and unproductive) stops at the usual sites, I spent half an hour at Halvergate: no raptors or owls, just a very confiding Little Egret. The drive into Yarmouth produced 200 - 300 Pinkfeet right by the road, a mile past the 'Stracey Arms': not many left now!
I carried on through Caister to Mautby, where, pulling over to let a car by, I realised it was being driven by Barry Jarvis. He hadn't seen anything of interest, but I decided to spend an hour by the pigfields anyway. I parked behind a couple of nice guys from Thetford: we swapped tales and reminisced about birds we'd seen and places we'd visited, before they moved off to look for the Burgh Castle Beans. I stuck it out and - eventually - lots of gulls dropped in, including the Iceland and a few Meds. One of the Hooded /Carrion Crow hybrids put in a brief (and distant) appearance, as did a few Buzzards. And so home to do some office work.
Although the watch-point won't be active until next month and the video feed isn't live yet, Linda and I thought we'd pop into Norwich to see if the Peregrines were back on the steeple yet: they were!
From as far away as Tombland we could see the female perched on a piece of masonry, while a walk round the Close revealed that the male (?) was on the nest tray. At times he hopped up onto the video camera for a better scan of the area! The female flew off eastwards at 10.45, so we adjourned to the Refectory for coffee and a scone: there's a terrific view of the nesting tray from here, although the windows are a bit grimy for photography.
As we walked back to the car, the sun appeared from behind the clouds, allowing a lower ISO and slightly better photos (given that the birds are atop a 300+ foot spire!)
I've been looking at birds for fifty years: I used to twitch, but stopped when I'd seen 400 UK species. (Back in the 80's, I was part of a four-person team that won the national 24-hour birdrace three times!) I'm 'on' 430-odd now (UK 400) I tend to concentrate on wildlife within ten miles of my front door these days!
I am the UK's only full time professional meteorite dealer and have had the pleasure of enjoying dinner/drinks with almost all of the surviving Apollo astronauts!
I originally started drawing a portrait of Carrie Fisher as Princess Leia on the anniversary of her passing. However, it didn’t really look like her at all, so I abandoned it and created another image. Ten days later I decided to give it another go, where I also decided to experiment with different Procreate brushes and such. This image is a reminder that sometimes it’s best to leave something for a little while and pick it up again later. Seeing something with fresh eyes can really help move a project forwards.