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Great pictures my friend love birds, but not a bird watcher. I love those peacock feathers they are a lot of fun to play with as well.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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8/28/2017 11:04 am |
I am a bird watcher. . Just a different kinda bird 
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8/28/2017 11:07 am |
Love the pics too x
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A seagull...Just happens to be my High School Mascot...Funny thing...Seagull's can be attracted and mate to the same sex...They like a lot of birds mate for life...The only real exception to that are Penguins...Penguins are like Peyton Place of the bird kingdom...Quite randy little Fuckers...They do just about everything us Humanoids do...   
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I was sure you were singing the Tim Curry song, as performed by Carole Pope and Rough Trade on their direct-to-disc release, Umbrella. I added a verse or two at the end... Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, Yes! My voluptuary bird of paradise, I fold your wings, I won't think twice. If the pleasures of the flesh could transcend, Then ecstasy would be my end Don't be contrite, let's take flight! I might not feel this open again. Strutting peacock, with azure plumes, Come in into my cage, I mean my room! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! It's intoxicating for me to fantasize like this, I'd rather be anywhere than this flea-bitten dive. A funky motel room with a kleig light outside A Lincoln laying rubber, spraying gravel at the door. Don't be contrite, let's take flight! I might not feel this need again. Swaggering tough, with youth's cruel bloom, Come in into my cage, I mean my room! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! We're from the same jungle Our existence depends on our underhanded games. There's no money in the mattress, No release for your veins. We're just two jive street fighters, so don't complain. Don't be contrite, let's take flight! I might not feel this sane again. Alley commando, denim dragoon, Come into my cage, I mean my room! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! Birds of a feather flock together, yes they do, yes! I'm not worth a damn, Lost in the stars. A roamer's flesh, watering eyes, Your smoldering reckless, So insinuating, I'm a victim of passion, A vapid melting bruise, falling bewildered Birds of a feather, falling bewildered * * * So come on, let's not lay an egg Please please honey, don't make me beg You can squeeze my lemon, baby, Till the juice runs down my leg... Spread your wings for me now, I'm pretty sure you know how You can fly me to the moon, Just don't leave me in the gloom
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I love to watch the birds. I have a pair of cardinals who start singing at 5am and I also have a very raucous friendly chikadee who like cat treats. These are great photos. Did you ever seethe movie Johnathan Livingston Seagull??? Gave me a real appreciation for Richard Bach (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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8/28/2017 12:01 pm |
Kind of song bird. . . She plays in a band sometimes 
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you really are good with that camera. i have a friend on FB who posts the most amazing bird photos. i'm now a bird lover. the colors and dtail in the feathering is truly stunning. You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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Great Pics JOY, I prefer your feathers, to Jonathon Livingstones Visit my Blog Older but no Wiser and find out more
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Hi Joy. thanks for the post and your story with the birds... I have squirrels that do the weirdest things outside of my house... My grandmother once told me that the difference between us and animals was our ability to stop and reason why... to smell the roses not to be eaten... but, just appreciated... I didn't understand her... but, didn't think another thing about it... until... I moved to Plano... I have found that I can watch the squirrels in my yard... I have no pets as I am a people person... luv people that do have pets... especially melonlicious breasted beauties that see me... but, no pets... so, animals coming onto my property know that they don't have to fear cats or dogs... so, they feel right at home... sometimes... birds build their nests in trees that I let them live in... and, sometimes, their children come back and have another first... I luv that... especially, the bluebirds... my fave color... and for some reason, I don't get red birds or other birds in my back yard... just the bluebirds... they may be passive, aggressive... I don't know... I don't speak bird... I just observe... but... the squirrels... do seem to like my oak trees in the back yard and a purple tree I have in the front near an office window... there is a branch in the front tree that a squirrel can fit in upside down in a contorted position relaxes as can be just pondering the world... it's like he is thinking about my melonlicious breasted heavenly creatures from far away... why are they so far away... he may be asking... why aren't they here... why does it seem like there are so many more Canadian goddesses that are not being satisfied in their native country.... they sure do ponder alot... and, sometimes, they sun themselves on the sidewalk... or on the trunk of a tree... just fat, dumb and happy, in god's country... well... that's all I've got to say about that... The Civil Wars - "Birds Of A Feather" Where she walks, no flowers bloom He's the one I see right through She's the absinthe on my lips The splinter in my fingertips But who could do without you? And who could do without you? She the sea I'm sinkin' in He's the ink under my skin Sometimes I can't tell where I am Where I leave off and he begins But who could do without you? And who could do without you? Oh, aren't we a pretty, pretty pair? Yes, we are All, all the king's horses And all of his men Couldn't tear us apart Dancing with a ball and chain Through it all we still remain Like butterflies around a flame Till ashes, ashes, we fade away... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!! 
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I don't really like seagulls but I don't mind peacocks against your skin
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Hi Joy we have seagulls around here they can be a pain in the ass if you around fast food place. I love the peacocks and love your feather. But like humming birds not sure why they aren't any around this year. Last year they were all over the place here. Butch
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I am a bird watcher. . Just a different kinda bird So my fine feather friends in Blog Land,are you a bird lover? Yes. Are you a lover of Song Birds or as we are called in the States Snow Birds? Not really. Are you a bird watcher? Hell yeah! Do you have a fave. bird?     
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I love all birds, even scavenging vultures, dive-bombing guklls and pooping pigeons. My favourite birds are penguins; and my favourite native bird is the Manx Shearwater. [image]
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I hear they taste good...
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I love hummingbirds, but in general can admire birds from afar, but don't like it when they get up close to me. I think it's a throwback to watching Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds" when I was young and impressionable. I seem to have missed out on a gene that my Mother passed down to all my other (4) sisters. I do love nature, but don't go all "ga ga" over it. They used to make a big fuss when the deer would wander into the yard, or when birds were at the feeder. My reaction is more like "Meh, seen it once, seen it a hundred times, it does nothing for me". LOL Check out my profile or and become a "watcher" of my blog FMAOPLS,to learn more about me, and for intelligent, lively, smartassy and fun discussion, with a little irreverence thrown in. "Like" or comment on my photos, and I promise I'll add more. Thanks.
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