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#fauna — Public Fediverse posts

Live and recent posts from across the Fediverse tagged #fauna, aggregated by home.social.

  1. A ver, #mastopregunta desde la #playa. Si alguno de los #peces aguja que me he encontrado te hace nido, entonces:
    - L@s hij@s que salgan son tuyos y hay que bautizarlos.
    - Cuentan para Familia Numerosa.
    - No, no son hij@s tuyos, eres un cuerpo de alquiler.
    - Llévalos a un centro de protección de #fauna y los dejas en una cestita con una nota de que no puedes encargarte
    - Monta una pescadería

  2. Dos avistamientos de yaguareté en los últimos días, en Iberá y en Iguazú. El otro día, atravesando el parque nacional de Calilegua, me contaban como un vecino de San Francisco se había topado con uno volviendo en moto a su casa y que del cagazo ni frenó ni le hizo foto. También me contaban que es común cruzarse con tapires... y a mi me sigue pareciendo alucinante que esté viviendo en un territorio tan diverso y hermoso.

    #argentina #fauna

  3. La Fundació Bioparc reintroduïx les òlibes en les zones periurbanes de València.
    La població d'estes aus, fonamentals per al control de plagues de rosegadors en cultius, es troba en situació vulnerable.
    #València #Fauna
    apuntmedia.es/noticies/societa

  4. For A Whiskered Face

    Deep in the velvet where the willows weep,
    A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.
    The pace slows down to a gentle hum,
    It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come.

    Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place,
    A quiet drink for a whiskered face.
    Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,
    Under the gaze of a summer sky.

    A flash of a shadow, a glide, and a spin,
    Through the cool of the oasis, they’re diving back in.
    Chasing the sunlight, hunting the deep,
    While the forest around them is half-asleep.

    Lush is the carpet, soft is the sound,
    Of a mind that is lost and a peace that is found.
    For the lucky who linger, for the few who stay,
    The heavy old world just drifts away.

    Swim through the ripples, play in the blue,
    There in the wild the glass whispers back to you.
    In the quiet of the pond, where the soul breathes slow,
    Where the water flows, and the otters go.

    Otter Pond

    Words and images by Michael J. Hall.

    Music with the help of Gemini #fauna #flora #foggyMirror #landscape #nature #NewEngland #photography #quietDrink #staleWaters #vision #writing
  5. For A Whiskered Face

    Deep in the velvet where the willows weep,
    A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.
    The pace slows down to a gentle hum,
    It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come.

    Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place,
    A quiet drink for a whiskered face.
    Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,
    Under the gaze of a summer sky.

    A flash of a shadow, a glide, and a spin,
    Through the cool of the oasis, they’re diving back in.
    Chasing the sunlight, hunting the deep,
    While the forest around them is half-asleep.

    Lush is the carpet, soft is the sound,
    Of a mind that is lost and a peace that is found.
    For the lucky who linger, for the few who stay,
    The heavy old world just drifts away.

    Swim through the ripples, play in the blue,
    There in the wild the glass whispers back to you.
    In the quiet of the pond, where the soul breathes slow,
    Where the water flows, and the otters go.

    Otter Pond

    Words and images by Michael J. Hall.

    Music with the help of Gemini #fauna #flora #foggyMirror #landscape #nature #NewEngland #photography #quietDrink #staleWaters #vision #writing
  6. For A Whiskered Face

    Deep in the velvet where the willows weep,
    A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.
    The pace slows down to a gentle hum,
    It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come.

    Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place,
    A quiet drink for a whiskered face.
    Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,
    Under the gaze of a summer sky.

    A flash of a shadow, a glide, and a spin,
    Through the cool of the oasis, they’re diving back in.
    Chasing the sunlight, hunting the deep,
    While the forest around them is half-asleep.

    Lush is the carpet, soft is the sound,
    Of a mind that is lost and a peace that is found.
    For the lucky who linger, for the few who stay,
    The heavy old world just drifts away.

    Swim through the ripples, play in the blue,
    There in the wild the glass whispers back to you.
    In the quiet of the pond, where the soul breathes slow,
    Where the water flows, and the otters go.

    Otter Pond

    Words and images by Michael J. Hall.

    Music with the help of Gemini #fauna #flora #foggyMirror #landscape #nature #NewEngland #photography #quietDrink #staleWaters #vision #writing
  7. For A Whiskered Face

    Deep in the velvet where the willows weep,
    A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.
    The pace slows down to a gentle hum,
    It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come.

    Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place,
    A quiet drink for a whiskered face.
    Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,
    Under the gaze of a summer sky.

    A flash of a shadow, a glide, and a spin,
    Through the cool of the oasis, they’re diving back in.
    Chasing the sunlight, hunting the deep,
    While the forest around them is half-asleep.

    Lush is the carpet, soft is the sound,
    Of a mind that is lost and a peace that is found.
    For the lucky who linger, for the few who stay,
    The heavy old world just drifts away.

    Swim through the ripples, play in the blue,
    There in the wild the glass whispers back to you.
    In the quiet of the pond, where the soul breathes slow,
    Where the water flows, and the otters go.

    Otter Pond

    Words and images by Michael J. Hall.

    Music with the help of Gemini #fauna #flora #foggyMirror #landscape #nature #NewEngland #photography #quietDrink #staleWaters #vision #writing
  8. For A Whiskered Face

    Deep in the velvet where the willows weep,
    A foggy mirror shows secrets it should keep.
    The pace slows down to a gentle hum,
    It’s the rhythm of the wood where the shy things come.

    Oh, the otter pond is a dreaming place,
    A quiet drink for a whiskered face.
    Where stale waters stir and creatures creep by,
    Under the gaze of a summer sky.

    A flash of a shadow, a glide, and a spin,
    Through the cool of the oasis, they’re diving back in.
    Chasing the sunlight, hunting the deep,
    While the forest around them is half-asleep.

    Lush is the carpet, soft is the sound,
    Of a mind that is lost and a peace that is found.
    For the lucky who linger, for the few who stay,
    The heavy old world just drifts away.

    Swim through the ripples, play in the blue,
    There in the wild the glass whispers back to you.
    In the quiet of the pond, where the soul breathes slow,
    Where the water flows, and the otters go.

    Otter Pond

    Words and images by Michael J. Hall.

    Music with the help of Gemini #fauna #flora #foggyMirror #landscape #nature #NewEngland #photography #quietDrink #staleWaters #vision #writing
  9. El Tribunal Supremo de #Sudáfrica🇿🇦 acepta un caso en el que una organización pide soltar en una reserva de fauna salvaje a tres elefantes del zoo de Johanesburgo (Lammie, Mopani y Ramadiba) porque la vida en cautividad les deprime
    #fauna🐘 #ciencia #noticias
    news24.com/southafrica/news/hi

  10. Im Wildpark Ernstbrunn kann man sich frei zwischen einer Sikawild Herde bewegen. Die erwünschte Nähe hat einen Preis, aber sie lassen sich gerne bestechen.

    karlender.net/27215/

    #filmphotography #believeinfilm #FilmIsNotDead #35mm #project365 #FilmDiary #Monochrome #Ernstbrunn #Weinviertel #Wildpark #Fauna #Sikawild

  11. El incremento de los conflictos entre elefantes y agricultores en Sri Lanka ha resultado en un aumento de víctimas fatales para ambas partes. La presión sobre el territorio intensifica una crisis humanitaria y ecológica sin soluciones inmediatas en la región. #SriLanka #Fauna

    Más info: nbes.blog/los-elefantes-se-com

  12. El incremento de los conflictos entre elefantes y agricultores en Sri Lanka ha resultado en un aumento de víctimas fatales para ambas partes. La presión sobre el territorio intensifica una crisis humanitaria y ecológica sin soluciones inmediatas en la región. #SriLanka #Fauna

    Más info: nbes.blog/los-elefantes-se-com