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What a wonderful world


What a wonderful world

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Wildlife

Awww

love you....

Too cute!

  • Luketti handcrafted jewelry
    Luketti handcrafted jewelry

    adorable

  • Joanne
    Joanne

    Sixth pic from the top - super cute! Haha.

  • Pam Croen
    Pam Croen

    I beth is baby enjoyed that water!!

  • Dalila Quezada
    Dalila Quezada

    Aaaaw, yaaaay, too cute =)

  • Jodi Metcalfe
    Jodi Metcalfe

    love this! Awe!

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My new favorite bird<33. Lilac Breasted Roller

Nick Brandt Photography windswept

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colors!

Precious :)

My friend John, diving in Bunaken, Indonesia. Sadly enough i was on the other side of the camera.

  • Natalie Velasquez
    Natalie Velasquez

    Wow!!!

Nnnom!

haha! too cute :-)

Baking Bacon

Hedgehog

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The ultimate hug :)

Black and white owl

Baby penguin!

how can you not smile or laugh at this?

Decorative

Cool turtle reflection!! Just an amazing shot

Donkey. Boat.

This Little Piggy

pwease play.

The Loneliest Whale in the World. In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem: She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by. Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean