Kingfisher(s): I Will Survive

 March 26, 2010  May 2,  2010   In our paths and journey and adventures and lives - it's clear that  easy  is definitely not an option. But why would we want that then we would have no appreciation for anything.    But my journey and my path at one point was a never PLAN A, mentality.  I never has a and be and to get to PLAN A, you fight and survive. There is no other option.  At one giving up was so foreign to me. The thought of something that I wanted and knew I deserved on came with the mentality of 'well,  of course it's going to be, I deserve it because I work for it, because I do my best, and best is truly best.' And as though it seems to may sound cocky, it's not it's truly believing that I deserve this. If something was not relalistic, I knew it, so I would go forth in a goal I knew I wasn't fit, qualified nor wanted. Everything thing I got, I busted my ass, I put in my heart, I did it honest and I did everything with passion and I fought.   I wasn't the one model looks , I wasn't the one that picked first, ever. I was alway shorter then everyone and for most my life before puberty people thought I was my mom when I picked up the phone.     Girls all wanted to be my friend, boys I was too afraid to admit I liked. But my mom never once allowed me to believe any of those things can hold me back. I was built to know that sure I'm small but I'm quick, anything that was flaw was actually a benefit in one way or another.. So, my mom never surgar coated anything, it was always 'this how it is' and if you want then get it.  That mentality just stuck and everything I wanted I fought for.  When it came to choosing a career, both my mom and dad backed me on my curiosities. Drafting. Tables, word processors and ultimately my first camera, Canon -AE1, which then became my passion.   Im not an underdog but for a long I outlived a lot of things and where many people were too afraid to leave the best or comfort or formiliuality, I jumped from nest and I never fell in the Water because that wasn't an option.   So, one day I was talking Swag, my artist, my collaborated, my co-storyteller, my friend (whom we all miss very very much) about a birds and finding one that if I were a bird id be ____. Thankful for me, this man knew a thing or two about birds, about a lot. Knowing me and the stuff Patti has told him of me, he tells me 'the kingfisher. Small like tikes, like hummingbirds, born over water. Group are born and a lot of little fuckers die but only a few live. If they don't drowned or not survive then they die. But there's always one that fights and doesn't gives up and outlives the rest . You're a kingfisher. "    And so two kingfishers fly on my best. The blue is a more accurate one; the red doesn't exist but in the world we were creating we made a new kingfisher.     

March 26, 2010

May 2, 2010

In our paths and journey and adventures and lives - it's clear that easy is definitely not an option. But why would we want that then we would have no appreciation for anything.  

But my journey and my path at one point was a never PLAN A, mentality.  I never has a and be and to get to PLAN A, you fight and survive. There is no other option.  At one giving up was so foreign to me. The thought of something that I wanted and knew I deserved on came with the mentality of 'well,  of course it's going to be, I deserve it because I work for it, because I do my best, and best is truly best.' And as though it seems to may sound cocky, it's not it's truly believing that I deserve this. If something was not relalistic, I knew it, so I would go forth in a goal I knew I wasn't fit, qualified nor wanted. Everything thing I got, I busted my ass, I put in my heart, I did it honest and I did everything with passion and I fought. 

I wasn't the one model looks , I wasn't the one that picked first, ever. I was alway shorter then everyone and for most my life before puberty people thought I was my mom when I picked up the phone.   

Girls all wanted to be my friend, boys I was too afraid to admit I liked. But my mom never once allowed me to believe any of those things can hold me back. I was built to know that sure I'm small but I'm quick, anything that was flaw was actually a benefit in one way or another.. So, my mom never surgar coated anything, it was always 'this how it is' and if you want then get it.  That mentality just stuck and everything I wanted I fought for.  When it came to choosing a career, both my mom and dad backed me on my curiosities. Drafting. Tables, word processors and ultimately my first camera, Canon -AE1, which then became my passion. 

Im not an underdog but for a long I outlived a lot of things and where many people were too afraid to leave the best or comfort or formiliuality, I jumped from nest and I never fell in the Water because that wasn't an option. 

So, one day I was talking Swag, my artist, my collaborated, my co-storyteller, my friend (whom we all miss very very much) about a birds and finding one that if I were a bird id be ____. Thankful for me, this man knew a thing or two about birds, about a lot. Knowing me and the stuff Patti has told him of me, he tells me 'the kingfisher. Small like tikes, like hummingbirds, born over water. Group are born and a lot of little fuckers die but only a few live. If they don't drowned or not survive then they die. But there's always one that fights and doesn't gives up and outlives the rest. You're a kingfisher. " 

And so two kingfishers fly on my best. The blue is a more accurate one; the red doesn't exist but in the world we were creating we made a new kingfisher.     

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The common kingfisher (Alcedo atthis) also known as Eurasian kingfisher, or river kingfisher, is a small kingfisher with seven subspecies recognized within its wide distribution across Eurasia and North Africa

 It is about 16 centimetres (6.3 in) long with a wingspan of 25 cm (9.8 in), and weighs 34–46 grams (1.2–1.6 oz).

This sparrow-sized bird has the typical short-tailed, large-headed kingfisher profile; it has blue upperparts, orange underparts and a long bill. It feeds mainly on fish, caught by diving, and has special visual adaptions to enable it to see prey under water. The glossy white eggs are laid in a nest at the end of a burrow in a riverbank.

The flight of the kingfisher is fast, direct and usually low over water. The short rounded wings whirr rapidly, and a bird flying away shows an electric-blue "flash" down its back.

Like all kingfishers, the common kingfishers is highly territorial.  If another kingfisher enters its territory, both birds display from perches, and fights may occur, where a bird will grab the other's beak and try to hold it under water. 

The common kingfisher typically lays five to seven (range two to ten) glossy white eggs, One or two eggs in most clutches fail to hatch because the parent cannot cover them. 

The eggs hatch in 19–20 days, and the altricial young are in the nest for a further 24–25 days, often more.  The early days for fledged juveniles are more hazardous; during its first dives into water, about four days after leaving the nest, a fledgling may become waterlogged and drown.

Most kingfishers die of cold or lack of food, and a severe winter can kill a high percentage of the birds. 

Only a quarter of the young survive to breed the following year, but this is enough to maintain the population.

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