Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #361

“It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog”.        Mark Twain

Ah, that is so true. I will generally talk to and pet a pit bull in the back of a pickup long before I will approach a poodle in a Toyota.

What size is the fight in you on your journey?†††††††nada te turbe††††jim

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #360

Taking time for a little stretch.I guess when you beat your wings at a 100 time a second and your heart rate races up to 1000 pulses per minute, that you also earn a break every now and then.With the exception of insects, hummingbirds while in flight have the highest metabolism of all animals, a necessity in order to support the rapid beating of their wings. Their heart rate can reach as high as 1,260 beats per minute, a rate once measured in a Blue-throated Hummingbird. They also consume more than their own weight in nectar each day, and to do so they must visit hundreds of flowers daily. Hummingbirds are continuously hours away from starving to death, and are able to store just enough energy to survive overnight.Hummingbirds are capable of slowing down their metabolism at night, or any other time food is not readily available. They enter a hibernation-like state known as torpor. During torpor, the heart rate and rate of breathing are both slowed dramatically (the heart rate to roughly 50 to 180 beats per minute), reducing the need for food.So, how fast are you moving on your journey††††††††nada te turbe†††††††jim

via Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #360.

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #360

Taking time for a little stretch.

I guess when you beat your wings at a 100 time a second and your heart rate races up to 1000 pulses per minute, that you also earn a break every now and then.

With the exception of insects, hummingbirds while in flight have the highest  metabolism of all animals, a necessity in order to support the rapid beating of their wings. Their heart rate can reach as high as 1,260 beats per minute, a rate once measured in a Blue-throated Hummingbird.  They also consume more than their own weight in nectar each day, and to do so they must visit hundreds of flowers daily. Hummingbirds are continuously hours away from starving to death, and are able to store just enough energy to survive overnight.

Hummingbirds are capable of slowing down their metabolism at night, or any other time food is not readily available. They enter a hibernation-like state known as torpor. During torpor, the heart rate and rate of breathing are both slowed dramatically (the heart rate to roughly 50 to 180 beats per minute), reducing the need for food.

So, how fast are you moving on your journey††††††††nada te turbe†††††††jim

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #359

“We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.”  ~Carl Sagan

How long butterflies live depends on many things and varies greatly. It depends on the size of the butterfly, the species of the butterfly, where it lives, and what time of year it became an adult.  For example, if the butterfly is of the smaller version it will probably not live as long, but if it is a larger butterfly, it will live longer.  Now of course the size of the butterfly is not going to be the only factor of how long a butterfly will live, but does attribute to it.   There is an average life span of a butterfly – it is usually about one month.  Although the smallest butterflies that you can usually spot feasting on the flowers in your front yard will usually only live about one week.

So, what are you doing today?????

Value the time you have on your journey††††††††nada te turbe††††jim

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #358

SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW…..ERR, UNDER THE RAINBOW!

I was about to head off to check a location for a Saturday morning football team shoot, and I was greeted with this beautiful albeit thin double rainbow. I ran back in the house grabbed my 10.5mm fish-eye and attempted to make an image in the field next to our home. But there was little there to work with, and did I mention that is was now raining, a nice sun-shower. I then remember this bed of Zenia’s that the city had planted in the park catty corner from us.  I ran in my flip flops through the rain and made some images before the light dropped, the colors faded, replaced with lighting.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true……on your journey††††††nada te turbe††††

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #356

I have no idea what this little furry fellow might be. One rainy afternoon, I was not finding much in the meadow near our campground in the Lincoln Nation Forrest, New Mexico. No butterflies, fresh blooms, birds or mushrooms. I happened across this deer carcass that was in the final stages of having the last small pieces of flesh being done away with by nature. The bones were covered with swarms of these kind of creepy creatures whom were devouring the last vestiges of flesh.I said “cool” my muse muttered some disdainful comment about boys. I stretched out on the forest floor with my 105micro and set up 3 lights and photographed until I kept feeling itchy, like things were crawling on me. I muttered something about boys and wandered on with my muse.Enjoy the whole cycle of life on your journey††††nada te turbe††††jim

via Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #356.

Photo of Da Day @ Da Pine #356

I have no idea what this little furry fellow might be. One rainy afternoon, I was not finding much in the meadow near our campground in the Lincoln Nation Forrest, New Mexico. No butterflies, fresh blooms, birds or mushrooms. I happened across this deer carcass that was in the final stages of having the last small pieces of flesh being done away with by nature. The bones were covered with swarms of these kind of creepy creatures whom were devouring the last vestiges of flesh.

I said “cool” my muse muttered some disdainful comment about boys. I stretched out on the forest floor with my 105micro and set up 3 lights and photographed until I kept feeling itchy, like things were crawling on me. I muttered something about boys and wandered on with my muse.

Enjoy the whole cycle of life on your journey††††nada te turbe††††jim