It is quite unfortunate that I do not name the name of this tree in front of my window when I admire its beauty so much. This tree is never static. It constantly changes its appearance throughout the year as if it is following a strict protocol. Today, it stems are thick with white small flowers. Soon, the flowers will be all blown by the wind and will be replaced green leaves. It will be dense in leaves as it is dense in flowers today. The photograph below is a photograph of the same tree taken very recently, 30 days ago to be exact. Look how it changed and transformed in just a short period of time.
In the previous blog entry entitled Voyeuristic Gaze Through the Lens of a Video Cam: Black Billed Magpie posted last Saturday dated 25th of March 2017, I have shown a photograph and a video of a pair Black Billed Magpie who are building and guarding their nest. To watch them closely from a distance gives a sense of intimate privilege and privilege of intimacy. I cannot get enough, so I went back to the attic and looked at the window. Of course, the pair of black billed magpie I have shown in the previous blog entry is still on their post. They are so committed indeed in fulfilling their duties. This time, however, I have spotted one of their kind in solitude or at least alone in that particular moment. Below, you will find a video I have uploaded on youtube as I watch this bird more closely.
I am not entirely sure of what these birds are called. Their main physical characteristic is that they have black and white plumage. When search the google search engine through the keywords: ‘black birds with black and white feathers’. The search result was extensive and provided an ample quantity of photographs of black and white feathered birds. The closest image to the bird I was looking for is called Black Billed Magpie. It’s scientific name is Pica Hudsonia. In some sources, they are mentioned as Pica Pica (Linnaeus). The sources also indicate that these birds are usually seen in Western North America. These birds on the photographs are seen in North-Western part of Europe. Is it possible that these birds are migrating? Are they now on a stop-over because they have to rear their young?
Source: It IS Easy Being Green!
They are all green and beautiful. What else there to say? The colours get more bright when the day is so sunny. The sunny day is deceivingly warm thought. It might look very warm when staring outside from inside the house. However, when I went out to take a picture, I have realised that it still not warm enough going out without a jacket. That being said, these greens are just so beautiful and even more beautiful on a very sunny and cheerful day like today!
Show us something that surprised or delighted you on “the road taken.”
Source: The Road Taken
I am on my way to the university that day. I have to meet my research adviser to discuss the status of the project I am currently conducting. Most of the time, I take my bike when I need to go somewhere. I do not have a car. I do not even have a licence to drive. I do not even know how to drive. That does not matter. I do not really find driving a motor vehicle that exciting like most people I know. Driving is not a priority especially when it is too expensive to obtain a licence and to own a car. Furthermore, the public transport system and the short distances in where I live make cars somehow superfluous. Instead, I always take my bike or sometimes walk. The bicycle lane is not a road I have taken, but the road I regularly take. Without it, I would have never have dared to bike at all.
This week, share a photo of things that complement each other.
Source: A Good Match
What can be more traditional and mundane of a combination than a paper and pen. Among many other things, they have formidable partnership in expressing ourselves or just merely organizing our thoughts. What fascinates me is that while the digital age has made the typewriter archaic and obsolete, pens and papers are still important tools even now that our lives are becoming more and more governed by technology. Pen and paper makes conceptual ideas more tangible and more concrete. They can also make words more permanent.
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. Not sure how to participate? Here are the steps to get started.
The word hideout has indeed made me thinking. I could not provide a readymade and quick response. What first comes into mind when I have encountered the word hideout? What are the feelings it provokes? Do I have a hideout? If so, where is it? How do I go there? What do I do in the hide? Is it a physical place? Say in the city? Outside the city? A park? A church? Library perhaps? Or is it more a transcendental space not bounded by the physical place? Say the hideout is a place where you are with your friends? Or a space where you write like I do now?