Fulmar Nest by kaward
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I took this at the weekend at Bempton Cliffs the huge seabird colony on the yorkshire coast. It is a small member of the albatross family. If you look close you will see the little chick hiding behind mum.
Comments (9)
Well... guess the little ones learn early to get comfortable "between a rock and a hard place". LOL Great shot.
A very delightful capture of these two. I think mum is very proud of her chick.
Aww, sweet little guy! Great shot!
Souvent, pour s'amuser, les hommes d'équipage Prennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers, Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage, Le navire glissant sur les gouffres amers. A peine les ont-ils déposés sur les planches, Que ces rois de l'azur, maladroits et honteux, Laissent piteusement leurs grandes ailes blanches Comme des avirons traîner à côté d'eux. Ce voyageur ailé, comme il est gauche et veule! Lui, naguère si beau, qu'il est comique et laid! L'un agace son bec avec un brûle-gueule, L'autre mime, en boitant, l'infirme qui volait! Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuées Qui hante la tempête et se rit de l'archer; Exilé sur le sol au milieu des huées, Ses ailes de géant l'empêchent de marcher. Often, for fun, the crew Take albatross, huge birds of the sea, Following, indolent fellow travelers, The ship gliding over the bitter depths. Scarcely have they filed on stage, That these kings of the sky, awkward and ashamed, Pitifully leave their great white wings Like oars hanging beside them. This winged traveler, as he is awkward and weak! He, lately so beautiful, it is comical and ugly! The man teases his beak with a short pipe, Another limping mimics the cripple who once flew The poet is like the prince of clouds Who haunts the tempest and laughs at the archer; Exiled on the ground amid the jeers, His giant wings prevent him from walking. Charles Beaudelaire (Les Fleurs du Mal)
A very sweet capture my friend.
What a great pic! I cannot begin to imagine how you got it, I wouldn't think you've been rock-climbing!
superbe photo!
Wonderful picture! The faces of these beautifil birds always reminds me of the gentle look of doves. Fabulous image. ^=^
Nice and sweet!