wadebae:

ordinaryredtail:

owl-song:

raeseddon:

ordinaryredtail:

deathsmallcaps:

ordinaryredtail:

The kestrel shuffle! Gotta keep them eggs warm!

Source: Nest Box Live

(My experience with broody birds is chickens) Why does she do that? Is she having trouble keeping all the eggs under her? Or does she not pluck her breast to expose her skin to the eggs for more warmth?

Yep, birds of prey usually also pluck a brood patch! Shes doing it to rotate and reposition the eggs under her to keep them all warm.

Best quality: her mama wiggles

I am no kind of bird expert, but I think it’s mama AND papa wiggles? At 0:06 and 0:41 that is definitely a different bird.

Yes, the gray headed bird is the male!

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ruinedchildhood:

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iambrillyant:

“the best gift you can ever receive is someone showing you their true colors, having their intentions unmasked, finally seeing the truth behind their facade. never try to paint the image that god is revealing to you differently, this is the clarity you have been asking for.”

— iambrillyant

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borderlinereminders:

You don’t stop existing to your loved ones when they aren’t talking to you. It’s very likely they think of you when they see stuff that reminds them of you. Maybe it’s seeing that dog on the street and thinking you’d love it. Maybe it’s them getting to eat a hot dog and remembering that time you hung out all night and ate way too many of them. Maybe it’s them going to see a movie and thinking back on how the last time they saw one was with you.

It’s also likely they think about you and wonder how you’re doing.

I know it can be hard to remember but you do still exist and matter to people when you can’t see each other.

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silvermoonwritings:

“And I knew it. That’s the worst part: I knew it.”

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svitlo-nek-joj-ljubi-lice:

*accidentally spent all my life making sure everyone around me feels comfortable, only to realize I never felt comfortable the whole time*

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aalrajhi:

ⓘ This user needs a long break from everything.

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ionutmehh:

I was toxic to some, I was a blessing to others. Others I healed, others I hurt. I’m willing to admit that I wasn’t always right.

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writingsaboutaheartworm:

In the end, I didn’t just lose you.

I lost myself too.

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thoughtkick:

“I’ve been thinking too much, help me.”

— Twenty-One Pilots, “Ride”

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