A family of Great Horned Owls. Dad is perched on a nearby tree and mom is with the babies. One of the little owlets climbed up the tree and took a long time to get brave enough to make his jump back down. Mom is totally chill through the whole thing. Didn’t even flinch when the baby had a near miss of her head. lol. I took a few zoomed out shots to show how comouflage they are.
Sometimes the poor are praised for being thrifty. But to recommend thrift to the poor is both grotesque and insulting. It is like advising a man who is starving to eat less.
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Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man Under Socialism (via philosophybits)
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