#canyon the rattlesnake

[couch-house]

wanted to draw some of my favorite @sonic-oc-showdown competitors!

In order: Tommy belongs to @clawcakes (vote for her here!), Fibula belongs to @son1c (vote for him here!), Slime belongs to @empty-ted, Breadroll belongs to @neurotypical-sonic (vote for here here!), Impact belongs to @yeets-ix, Smidgeon belongs to @taffydragonart, Canyon belongs to @icednebula (vote for him here!), and Cessare belongs to @pactwraith (vote for her here!)

#sonic oc #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic oc showdown #tommy the bear #fibula the hedgehog #dog the capybara #slime the sea slug #breadroll the chao #impact the shrimp #smidgeon the pigeon #canyon the rattlesnake #cessare the idol #i wanted to b done drawing today so i planned to draw a couple more but like #ill do that tomorrow instead or something #anywayyyy my hand HURT. i did these all today (unwise) #hopefullyyy i got everyones pronounce right. i tried to check :) #id in alt text #fanart #my ocs #bc doggy there :) #i think he is definitely in the target audience for the shooting stars :)

[icednebula]

It only took me until today but I finally finished the art for the @sonic-oc-showdown !!! Please consider voting for Canyon or Leslie for Round 1! Leslie belongs to @cosmosees Canyon belongs to me ! :D

#socs 2 propaganda #socs 2: Leslie #socs 2: Canyon #Leslie was so much fun to draw !!! #i hope i got the wisps right </3 #im so so sorry if i didnt ;;o;; #♡ Blorbos #sonic ocs #my art #nebsart #nebs art #myart #canyon the rattlesnake

[rainy-painter]

Adding to the Canyon propaganda, cause he's one of my favourite Sonic OC's made by @icednebula .

Cheering him on with the polls!! You can do it!

#Canyon #Canyon the Rattlesnake #icednebula #Fanart #sonic the hedgehog #sonic fanart

[vandaliatraveler]

A hike in the Cheat River Canyon on a hazy, mid-summer day brings a great many rewards, both large and small.

From top: Fractured and pitted sandstone gives testimony to the canyon's ancient struggle with the elements; black cohosh (Actaea racemosa or Cimicifuga racemosa), whose towering flower spikes stalk the old woods like magical beings; the colorful rock harlequin (Corydalis sempervirens), an endangered fumitory that haunts the canyon's rocky outcrops; pinesap (Monotropa hypopitys), a parasitic plant closely related to Indian pipe; spotted St. John's wort (Hypericum punctatum), which is distinguished from the invasive St John's wort (Hypericum perforatum) by the numerous black dots on its flowers and leaves; downy rattlesnake plantain (Goodyera pubescens), a shade-tolerant terrestrial orchid that favors oak-hickory woods; shrubby St. John's wort (Hypericum prolificum), a mounding, deciduous shrub of open, sandy woods; orange-fringed orchid (Platanthera ciliaris), a stunning late summer beauty of Appalachia's moist meadows and open woods; a hummingbird clearwing moth (Hemaris thysbe) visiting a late-blooming milkweed; a silvery checkerspot (Chlosyne nycteis) drinking up the nectar of a butterfly milkweed (Asclepias tuberosa); an American green crab spider (Misumessus oblongus) stalking a black-eyed Susan for its next meal; a large milkweed bug (Oncopeltus fasciatus) being perfectly beautiful on a lazy summer day; and last but not least, a hulking patch of eastern Jack-0'-lanterns (Omphalotus illudens), which contrary to what field guides say have never glowed in the dark for me (I love the toxic little beauties nonetheless).

#appalachia #vandalia #west virginia #wildflowers #flora #summer #snake hill wildlife management area #cheat river canyon #chestnut ridge #fungi #insects #orchids #black cohosh #rock harlequin #pinesap #spotted st. john's wort #downy rattlesnake plantain #shrubby st. john's wort #orange-fringed orchid #hummingbird clearwing moth #silvery checkerspot #butterfly milkweed #american green crab spider #large milkweed bug #jack o' lantern #lepidoptera

[fatchance]

Today at Ash Canyon. We're not just for birds!

Western diamondback rattlesnake (Crotalus atrox), at Ash Canyon Bird Sanctuary, Cochise County, Arizona.

He was found dozing at the front door of the caretaker's house, and gently relocated to a less public spot on the sanctuary grounds.

#photographers on tumblr #rattlesnake #western diamondback rattlesnake #Crotalus atrox #Ash Canyon Bird Sanctuary #Southeastern Arizona Bird Observatory #Cochise County #Arizona #phone photo

[robertpallesen]

Rattlesnake Canyon, Maupin OR © Robert Pallesen

#Rattlesnake Canyon #High Desert #Deschutes River #Maupin #Oregon #Landscape Photography #Black and White Photography #Robert Pallesen

[naffeclipse]

Went hiking and ran into a rattlesnake! Don't worry, we kept our distance. He gave us a little warning shake and slithered on his way

#sorry my photo quality is terrible but i had to zoom in on it and my phone does not have a good camera rip #but snake! #he scared us lol but he managed to avoid him in the canyon #rattlesnake #naff nuh huh #i think he was specifically a pygmy rattlesnake so a little smaller than a regular rattlesnake

[landscapeyoungkakit]

Circular Rainbow Arch, Grand Canyon.

Triple Rainbow Bridges, Rattlesnake Canyon.

Triple Rainbow Bridges, Grand Canyon.

Natural Arch, Grand Canyon.

Leaning Arch, Grand Canyon.

Natural Suspension Bridge, Grand Canyon.

#modern art #landscape photography #Natural bridges and arches #Grand Canyon #rattlesnake canyon

[kenneturner]

Taking A Wide-Angle Look After A Morning Rain In Sabino Canyon

Taking A Wide-Angle Look After A Morning Rain In Sabino Canyon

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#Esperero Canyon #Esperero Trail #photoshop #Rattlesnake Canyon #Rattlesnake Trail #Sabino Canyon #Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists #SCVN #Tucson Arizona #Wide-angle

[swkrullimaging]

A Big Day

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#bird photography #black bear #Canon 90D #Canon Photography #colorado #cormorant #double-crested cormorant #osprey #photography #rattlesnake #Rocky Mountain Arsenal #snowy egret #waterton canyon #wildlife photography

[ms-demeanor]

Why do you like the desert?

good smells, good sounds, good animals. I like how dry the air is and I like sandstorms. I really really love it when it rains in the desert and the whole world smells like creosote and all the flowers open up in the morning. I like how clear the skies are and I like big tall stacks of thunderclouds and I like how bright the moonlight is and I like how many stars you can see. I like red rocks and sand dunes and the big cracks in dry lakebeds. I like lizards and roadrunners and big rangy hares and rattlesnakes and owls. I like going out on moonless nights to look for scorpions, because there are more of them out when the moon is down because it lets them hunt better and you can look for them with a black light and watch them glow. I like random people on ATVs buzzing past and letting the air out of the tires a little bit to get through the canyon. I like finding cabins that are getting eaten by the wind and are full of rat's nests and old books with the words weathered away. I like the way the line between the sky and the earth turns pink and blue at the beginning and the end of the day. I like seeing the milky way and watching meteors and hearing echoes and hearing nothing and hearing cicadas cicadas cicadas.

When my Uncle died, I drew these two pieces because locating him in my memory took me to these two places; a backyard with a fence between us and the coyotes as we looked up at the stars and a red rock canyon quiet and full of dark shadows.

The thing that I didn't draw is a man standing in a sandy flat surrounded by creosote bushes holding a kite-string in his teeth teeth and splicing it with his fishing line so that I could fly my little pink kite higher in the big blue sky than it was really meant to go.

goddamn do i love the desert and miss my family.

[icednebula]

I'm proud enough of an oc drawing to share ! and also to hopefully start to properly introduce him to yall, hes my little bandit guy with a big heart <3 <3 <3

#hes still a bandit tho #so please be careful around him #also he adores ice cream #so if u have any please give him some <3 #Canyon the Rattlesnake #sonic ocs #sonic fan character #nebsart #nebs art #my art #myart #sth #sonic #♡ Blorbos #also i submitted him for the sonic oc showdown so #im nervous but !! #i hope everyone has a great time with it !! :D

[slowthypiglordblr]

Adventure Flock: AT Cast represented with Birds.

Jake the Duck...

and Finn the Dodo

Princess Bubblegum as a Pink and Grey Cockatoo

Her plumage befits her sweet yet limited morality.

Marceline the Marital Eagle

She's scary at first glance, but her rock'n talons and sharp beak beguile a warm downy heart.

Simon Petrikov the Crested Guan

Small, skittish, and unassuming, but this lil guy shines above all the rest in terms of quirky charm.

Betty Grof the Greater Roadrunner

Quick witted, swift footed, and unfettered even by rattlesnakes, this wacky bird will do anything for her boo.

Lady Cranicorn the Oriental Storke

Huntress Wizard the Great Horned Owl

Wise in the ways of nature and a skillful predator, but a complete birdbrain everywhere else.

Peppermint Vampire Finch

At first, one might think he's just a harmless dutiful servant. But this little nightmare is not to be trifled with.

Susan/Kira Albatross and Frieda the Tern.

Two travelers of the sky and seas, never to be parted again.

Lumpy Space Princess the Common Cuckoo

She's a lazy and apathetic moocher, but at least present when needed.

Prismo the Sarus Crane

Is there any wish in the cosmos greater than spending time with this dude?

Giuseppe the Sacred Ibis

The most wondrous and perplexing creature in all of Ooo.

Earl of Lemongrab the Barn Owl

Can be as quiet as a mouse, but has a voice that makes your ears bleed. This guy is just messed up in the head.

BMO the Junco

Who doesn't love a Junco in the winter?

Moe the Archaeopteryx

The wisest of all the birds and men in Ooo

Lemonhope the Yellow Warbler

Billy the Argentavis

The warrior ever, the hero the skies!

Flame Princess the Phoenix

The Mistress of the eternal flame

Water Nypmhs are various waterfowl

Canyon however is Pelegornis

The only one that can handle Billy's ride.

Magic Man the Peafowl

A magnificent bastard through and through.

Vampire King as the Roc

Former ruler of predators until Marcy came along.

Minerva Campbell the Caladirus

She's a helper to the end, even at the cost of her own life. (was a dove before her ascension)

Hunson Abadeer the Cassowary

The most evil of all birds.

The Ice Crown embodies the Snow Owl

Pretty self-explanatory.

The Lich in the leathery wings of the past

Killed off the dinosaurs of old, and now seeks finish off what remains.

#adventure time #adventure time fionna and cake #fionna and cake #fin the human #jake the dog #marceline #marceline abadeer #bonnibel bubblegum #peppermint butler #ice king #betty grof #bubbline #simon petrikov #the lich #fionna campbell #hunson abadeer #simon and marcy #simon fionna and cake

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

why are some snakes super colourful? like the blue coral snake, or any other sharp blue or red color etc- isn't it hard for them to camoflauge?

For venomous snakes, that's most often to help them stand out and communicate a warning. Blue coral snakes are venomous and would very much like other animals to know that so they're left alone.

For others, it's actually mostly camoflauge. Western coachwhips and Grand Canyon rattlesnakes are often pink, and that might look like it's not good for much...

But then take a look at the rocks and dirt where they live!

Snakes look the way they do for a reason. Sharp, bright reds or blues usually commincate that they're venomous, but otherwise seemingly odd colors make sense when we look at the snake's habitat.

#not a rating #snake colors

[multiplicationdivision]

Company Policy

Milo was stuck on the worst run he’d ever taken. Cargo needed in 2 days and just under that time to get there in his truck if he drove without sleeping. It would have been near torture and even if the payout was better than amazing, it wasn’t something he would’ve taken a week ago.

Milo had a trick these days.

He’d picked up a hitchhiker. A backpacking twenty something, dumb and rugged. A golden retriever of a man that was handsome in a sense, but not in any way Milo was interested in. Too sweet and trusting for him. Men didn’t last long around him like that.

Especially now.

He’d been sweaty when Milo had picked him up, his shirt wet with the hot sun and turned to mud from the dust. That’s what you ask for travelling around the middle of the southern nowhere. Barely a thing worth shit on the endless roads between truck stops and motels. Maybe a rattlesnake or two.

It had been easy to get the happy fool to wear one of his backup Tees. He kept his spare uniforms in the back, enough to last him the long trips. Gray polyester that was boringly company policy to wear no matter what. Like Milo was employed under Amazon or FedEx instead the knock off generic delivery company that was obsessed with him maintaining their nonexistent brand.

Company policy was absolute. Not the soft idea of absolute, Milo receiving consequences for not following the rules or maybe even getting fired. Nothing weak and mundane like that.

Company policy like this was some mind-bending shit. It wasn’t something that could be broken, not by Milo who’d already signed his employment contract. He was bound by it’s rules and it would be a claustrophobic feeling had he not gotten such a good contract. Great pay, great time off and an understanding boss. He could deal with the strange aspects of that contract for the benefits. Even manipulate them sometimes.

Only employees can wear their uniform. The contract states that on page 2 in full bold letters. Followed by a bunch of stipulations about assignment of uniform sizes and assorted accommodations.

The hitchhiker wore one of his shirts now. His ragged sweaty one was somewhere on the floor, balled up under the passenger seat. The man had said it was surprisingly comfortable for a uniform. Said he’d worked as a cashier for some fast-food joint and that theirs were scratchy. He’d said he was surprised Milo’s shirt fit him so well.

Company policy demands that only the employee who owns the uniform wears the uniform. Milo wondered if the hitchhiker noticed how baggy the shirt was on him minutes ago. How it sagged around his shoulders, the man smaller than him by far. Now it fit perfectly, tight against his skin.

Milo asks if the man knows about his favorite TV show. Some niche drama going back to the 90s, echoing the same plots over and over and over. The hitchhiker squints his darkening eyebrows, recognition blooming in real time. The man just remembering something he’d surely never watched.

He’d been clean shaven, but now the guy’s face was covered in a shadow that Milo recognized. He’d discuss his travels as he gazed outside. Not noticing the moment when the tales of a hitchhiker faded into recollections of hauls gone hilariously wrong.

Milo watched the changes out the corner of his eye, relaxing as the awkward conversation became easy. Their language becoming more and more alike by the second, the nervous dog of a man becoming loud like Milo. Discussing their nearly identical plan of scaling the Devil’s Tower and free climbing whatever parts of the Grand Canyon they could get to. Bragging about how little they needed to workout with so much time to spend climbing.

The other made sounds of discomfort every now and then. Milo wondered if it hurt to have a life scooped out and filled in again. It was likely just disorienting, the hitchhiker seeming to try to recount his college years only to remember that he’d been a cross country trucker for the last six years. He’d laughed about how nice it was that truckers could rely on each other when they needed help. Milo joked that it was hard not to pick him up when he was so handsome. They laughed because they looked remarkably similar.

At some point, Milo realized that he had ended up in the passenger seat. As if he’d slowly bled into existence without the awareness to realize it. Feeling a slight desynchrony from the still sweaty cargo shorts and trainers he’d been left with. The other Milo laughed at him when he complained. They both knew he had brought an extra pair of sneakers for this exact situation.

They were mirror images now, matching short beards and curly hair. A situation they were both used to by now. Three times policy had assured that the person wearing his uniform was Milo, no matter how it broke the rules of reality to do so. They were short staffed so his boss had told him to keep it coming.

Milo would always have a buddy for the road, someone to trade shifts with as the other slept. Another Milo keeping him company in every state, at every stop. It only cost a few nobodies and a shirt or pants.

It was a good trick.

#identical #copy #shapeshift #clones #male shapeshift #clothing tf #personality change #male tf #male transformation #my writing

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Photo Credit: Michael Friberg

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WOLVES OF HEAVEN

It had been very hot for three weeks so I worked well into a cool night when at three a.m. a big thunderstorm hit. I went out in the yard naked and sat at the picnic table for a rain bath careful about the rattlesnake on the sidewalk. The sky drowned the mosquitoes feeding on me. The lightning was relentless and lit up the valley so I could see the ghosts who had me ill this past year. Then I was part of a battle from two hundred years ago when the Cheyenne from the east attacked the Absaroka, the Crow, in this valley. A group of the Cheyenne were massaum, the wolves of heaven, warriors who painted themselves solid yellow. One on a black horse stopped at our gate but decided not to kill me. I want to be a yellow wolf of heaven. They disappeared into the lightning.

DEAD MAN'S FLOAT, Copper Canyon Press, 2016. JIM HARRISON: COMPLETE POEMS, Copper Canyon Press, 2021

Jim Harrison author page

#Jim Harrison #poem #poetry #words and writing