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globalworship · 1 year ago

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The Parable of the Mustard Seed (icon)

“Jesus put before them another parable: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that someone took and sowed in his field; it is the smallest of seeds, but when it has grown it is the greatest of shrubs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and rest in its branches." -Matthew 13:31-32

Recent icon of this passage by Kelly Latimore:

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Commenary by Kelly Latimore:

The original audience may have been perplexed by this story. They would have known that no-one would intentionally plant a mustard shrub. In fact, the Jewish Mishnah forbade the growing of mustard seeds in the garden because they were 'useless annoying weeds'. In the Hebrew Scriptures the "birds of the air" can be a reference to Gentiles/Non-Jews, the foreigner.

This parable suggests that the kingdom of heaven is available to everyone. Even those who may be considered outsiders or not "Worthy". Jesus is calling us to see the significance in the insignificant. The parables of the kingdom of heaven make clear that the kingdom of heaven is not "up there". Through the parables Jesus is teaching us to "be for the world the material reality of the kingdom of heaven brought down to earth." As Jesus is himself the parable of the father so the church is meant to be the parable of Christ. A people in space and time welcoming the outcast, the foreigner, and the stranger. These kind of communities will look like unwanted weeds to the world, or even to other christians. However, this may be exactly the church Jesus is asking us to embody. Prints, Digital Downloads, and Calendars available All of the birds in this icon are native to the Holy Land. Birds in the icon: Palestine Sunbird, Scrub Warbler, Common Rosefinch, Laughing dove, Barn Swallow, House Sparrow, Fire-Fronted Serin, Red- Rumped Swallow, Rufous-tailed Scrub Robin, Woodchat Shrike, European Greenfinch, Tree Pipit, Nubian Nightjar, Northern Wheatear, Green Bee Eater, Eurasian Golden Oriole, European Roller, Eurasian Jay, Great Tit, Hooded Crow, Eurasian Blackbird, Common Chiffchaff, Rock Bunting, Crested Lark, and White Spectacled Bulbul. https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=1006593093924270&set=a.437194030864182 https://www.facebook.com/kellylatimoreicons

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outofangband · 1 year ago

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Love, love, love the birds worldbuilding in Himring.

I've actually been digging through links looking for birds that occupy Nan Elmoth and the surrounding area - Himlad, northern Estolad, the banks of the Celon.

Any thoughts about the flying critters living around there?

I’ll start with Himlad!

Flora, fauna, geography and environment masterlist

Himlad was a realm in Eastern Beleriand, bordered on the West by the river Aros and on the East, its tributary, Celon. It means ‘cool plain’ in Sindarin and was described simply as a cold region, likely due to its proximity to the March and thus to the Iron Mountains, the cold fronts of which extend throughout the surrounding regions.

I have imagined it as a steppe environment with an ecology similar to Mongolia. We have little information on environment other than the description of cold but some speculation can be done due to the habitat and through looking at similar real habitats, mostly in Northern Europe and temperate parts of Asia as well as parts of North America which Tolkien was inspired by the prairies in (source: The Flora of Middle Earth)

As always I include world building notes at the end so it’s not just a list of species! And as always please consider the list incomplete! There are so so many birds and I often go back to add more. Feel free to request a more specific prompt to focus on or a more specific family of birds

In the plains and steppe: tawny pipit (migratory, traveling west in the winter), David’s snowfinch, brown accentor, Siberian stonechat (also found in shrubs), rosy starling, swan geese, steppe partridge, pallas’s sandgrouse, great bustard, common cuckoo (migratory), cornrail (migratory, avoids the more arid parts), bearded vulture, crested lark, golden eagle, steppe eagle, imperial eagle, grey faced buzzard, ring necked pheasant, hazel grouse, black grouse, blue rock thrush, common quail, horned owls, gray partridge, desert warbler

Roosting in the sparse trees and shrubs: Yellow browed bunting, common rosefinch, fieldfare, stock dove, common nightjar, little owl, pine bunting

River shores: snow bunting (migratory), red necked crane (migratory), greater painted snipe, osprey, coturnix quail, grey heron, hen harrier, white throated dipper, bank swallow

Other: fork-tailed swift (migratory, mainly aerial), white headed duck, house sparrow, brambling (migratory), song thrush (migratory), black billed caper, northern wren

World building notes:

-Hunting with eagles and other birds of prey is more common than in the other Fëanorian realms (though most utilize birds at least sometimes). Golden and steppe eagles are used primarily by Celegorm and his loyal servants; these are huge and beautiful birds whose use is in some ways a boast of the skill of their handlers

-Celegorm’s knowledge of the language of birds is highly utilized for the defensive and offensive projects of Himlad. Though his followers do not for the most part have this gift they are highly skilled in using tracks, traces and conditions to understand the presence of local birds and the implications thereof. They know what to make of the stray tail feathers of a steppe partridge versus the presence of molt. They know the difference between the tracks of

Of course this applies to other creatures besides birds but as this post is about birds…

-Grouse and quail are sometimes kept for meat and eggs though different species of quail then are kept by the Marchwardens of Doriath. Some of the species are brought from Estolad, Ossiriand or Western Beleriand. The birds are housed in large open pens with small nesting boxes.

-There are also domestic species of chicken, peacock and quail like birds that are kept for similar reasons. Hybrid species, sometimes with native species, occur naturally and through planned breeding projects during the Long Peacd

-The camouflage of steppe creatures including birds is often used in the fashion of Himlad’s soldiers.

-The various sections of archers among the army and scouts are distinguished by varying types of feathers used in their arrows. For example, Swan goose feather is used for the scouts that patrol the borders and rivers, swift feathers are used among the smaller more specialized groups and golden eagle feathers are reserved for the archers who will be first in the lines of offensive movements.

-Game birds are hunted for meat though all parts are used. Bird bones are actually highly utilized by the host of Himlad, in jewelry and headwear as well as whistles and other tools.

As always please feel free to ask more!

#the silmarillion #beleriand #Himlad #fëanorians #Celegorm #musing and meta

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addercharmer · 3 years ago

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Izumi has scoped out this park before, once she had figured out that it was where Rei took the Todoroki children. She had worried about how to not appear like some sort of creeper.

"Hurry dad!" Keigo shouted from where he was dragging Izumi the last few feet to the grass that surrounded the play equipment.

Izumi tripped over her own two feet at Keigo already calling Nezu 'dad'. Izumi dropped Keigo's hand so she wouldn't pull him to the ground with her.

Gentle hands catch Izumi by the shoulders. "Careful there dear." A woman's voice says softly in her ear, as Izumi is placed back on her feet.

"Ahhhh, thank you." Izumi yelps, turning as best she can to bow. Hands are on her shoulders again pushing her into standing again.

"Please don't." The woman is saying as she pushes.

"Izumi, is everything okay?" Nezu asks as he makes his way from where he had been talking to Keigo.

"Yea dad." Izumi says at the same time Rei gasps.

"Nezu-san" Rei starts bowing and it's Izumi's turn to stop her.

"Todoroki-san, it has been many years." Nezu greets Rei, both him and Izumi catch the flinch at the use of the last name.

"Hello, I'm Nezu Izumi, my new little brother is around here somewhere too." Izumi says softly with a small smile on her lips.

"NEE-CHAN! SHŌ-NII IS HERE WITH SOME CRAZY!" Keigo's scream cuts through the air making both females jump.

"I guess he's over there, excuse me for a moment. I will bring the others to introduce themselves." She tells the two adults and sprints to where she thought Keigo was.

"But he's so cute Shō. I want to take him home with me and never let him go!" Izumi hears Nemuri saying as she gets closer.

"Put down the rosefinch or Izumi is gonna make you hurt for scaring him." Shōta says as he catches Izumi's gaze.

Izumi crouches a little lower so she will be able to take out Nemuri's knees, she trusts Shōta to catch Keigo before he's hurt.

When she makes contact between her right shoulder and the back of Nemuris knees she stands from her crouch making the purple haired girl throw Keigo and scream like she's being murdered and she's flipped over Izumi head and lands with a heavy this.

"Little rosefinch!" Izumi calls to Keigo as she barrels into Keigo and Shōta, her hands are fluttering around them both checking for any wounds they might have.

They must not be injured because once they both stop staring at her in shock they both start to cackle, Keigo lands first on his feet then collapses to his knees as Shōta doubles over holding his stomach.

Izumi crosses her own arms over her chest and huffs at them before she turns and lightly pushes oh Nemuris side with her foot.

"Don't scare my baby bird." She growls at the other female.

Nemuri whines from where she's face down in the dirt.

"Oh get up, I know you take harder hits in training." Izumi says unimpressed with the other girl.

"Come on, dad wants us to meet some people." Izumi says at the still laughing boys and groaning girl before she starts back in the direction she had come from.

She hadn't made it very far before she sees both her dad and Rei watching the events that had just unfolded.

Izumi freezes and blushes so deeply she knows she looks like a strawberry.

"Ahhhhh, damn, there goes first impressions." She mumbles, her dad's squeaking laugh makes it known that she wasn't quiet enough.

"Come along children, Rei-san would like you to meet her children." Nezu says after he clears his throat to calm his laughter.

Izumi slides up next to her dad close enough that Rei will hear her speak as well. "Sorry dad, Nemuri was scaring our rosefinch, she wouldn't listen to Shōta so I just kinda...yeah." she apologizes.

"I'm glad you are willing to protect him, when we get him out of the commission's claws I assume they will try to get him back." Nezu has a growl in her voice as he says that and Izumi nods frantically.

"I would do it for any child being harmed, no matter who is doing the harming." She says with steel in her words and shoulders squared.

After the short exchange that has Rei sizing Izumi and Nezu up with a slightly hopeful glint in her eyes the other three had finally come to join them.

"Nee-chan you gotta teach me how to do that." Keigo says as he grabs her hand with a big toothy smile.

"When you're older, you're only seven it's too early to train you yet, you're supposed to be having fun like any kid." She tells him with a serious face. "When you are thirteen we can talk about it then."

"Rei-san, you've met Izumi, but the young boy is Keigo. The dark haired male is Aizawa Shōta, one of my students. And the female is Kayama Nemuri, a second year in the heroics course." Nezu introduces them.

"My oldest is your age, Keigo-kun." Rei says softly with a small smile. "Come I'll introduce you."

The group of five follow the slight white haired woman over to where three children and a baby are sitting quietly on a blanket.

"These are my children." Rei informs before pointing to each child as she gives their names. "Touya, Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Shoto."

Izumi steps forward to be their spokes person. "Hi I'm Nezu Izumi, this is my brother Keigo, behind me are my friends Shōta and Nemuri, we are expecting two more soon, and my dad is Nezu." Izumi waves a hand in the general direction of each person as she speaks.

"Do you want to play tag with us?" She asks, hopeful that they aren't to shelters yet to want to play.

Touya looks them over with careful eyes. "Sure, but one of you is it." He says, his voice is already raspy from the damage his fire does.

"I'll be it." Izumi chirps as the three who are old enough stand to join them. "I'll count to ten so everyone can scatter."

"One...two…" Keigo let go of her hand but grabbed onto Natsuo's, carefully running with him.

"Three...four…" Shōta looked at Touya both assessing one another before they took off in opposite directions.

"Five….six…" Nemuri had scooped Fuyumi up to get her far enough away with how far Izumi was in the count down.

"Seven…" Oboro had arrived, Izumi pauses in counting to yell at him. "Playing tag, I'm it, the white haired kids are playing, and the blonde with red wings is my rosefinch." Oboro nods and turns on his heel to go after Nemuri and Fuyumi.

"Eight...nine….ten…" Izumi starts at a sprint to where she sees Shōta.

It takes her a few tries, Shōta's legs are longer than hers, but she's faster. She finally hits his bicep before she spins on her heel with a crazed laugh and sprints to where she sees Keigo and Natsuo.

"Shōta's it." She announces loudly as she runs past the others.

Skidding to a stop near the two boys she was aiming to talk to, she squats in front of them, knowing Shōta will most likely go after Touya.

"The blue haired boy by Nemuri and Fuyumi is my friend Oboro, he's kinda loud and silly and very protective." She lets the two boys know before she ruffles their hair and heads over to the adults to let Rei know about Oboro.

Izumi stopped and kneeled on the edge of the blanket, she quickly carded her hand through silky soft red and white hair on Shotos head before she met Rei's eyes.

"My friend just arrived a few minutes ago, he has blue hair, his name is Shirakumo Oboro, he is also in the same class with Shōta and myself. The last one who is coming is Yamada Hizashi, another classmate, he spikes his blond hair up, but I'm sure dad will point him out when he arrives." Izumi explains, she feels her eyes flickering down to Shoto often.

"Touya's it." Izumi hears Shōta yell out to everyone.

"Ah, that's my cue." She laughs lightly before she's back on her feet and running.

"Fuyumi's it." Touya's raspy voice calls next.

"Ne-Nemuri's it." A high childish voice calls moments after.

Nemuri seems to have set her sights on Izumi, she's sprinting towards the green haired girl at a speed faster than Izumi has seen her move before.

Izumi evades being tagged a few time before she feels a slap on her shoulder.

"Izumi's it." Nemuri calls, Izumi pauses to catch her breath, she sees Hizashi in the corner of her eye and starts off running towards Natsuo and Keigo again.

This time both boys run, Keigo is helping Natsuo stay on his feet and urging him to keep running, Izumi is stupidly proud of him for thinking of others already.

Izumi runs a few paces behind them swiping her hand out every few moments, she's making it look like she's trying hard to catch them, they've made their way across the park when Izumi touches Keigo's shoulder lightly.

"Ah, just a ten seconds time out." She says quickly once the two have stopped. "Hizashi is here, he is the other blond boy talking to your mom, okay Natsuo?"

"Uh huh." The boy is panting hard, he's only four.

Izumi scoops him up in her arms and calls out. "Keigo's it, Hizashi is here and in play."

Keigo starts to run at Hizashi who squeals like a pig and takes off at a run that's just out of Keigo's reach, he only runs for around half a minute before Izumi sees a small hand land on his back.

"Zashi-nii it!" Keigo calls out then he runs towards Izumi had last seen Touya.

There is a scream and the sound of bodies colliding, Izumi stops and sees Hizashi laying on top of Shōta, who thankful seems to have given Fuyumi to Oboro.

There are two loud groans before Hizashi is popping back to his feet and slipping a little of his quirk into his voice.

"Shōta's it."

Shōta growls, and Izumi isn't really sure why her heart skips a beat at the sound.

She's not really running fast enough to avoid Shōta, but instead of her arm he taps it's Natsuo's.

"Natsuo's it." Shōta calls and take off.

"You good to run again?" Izumi asks before she puts him on his feet.

"Uh huh." The little white hairs boy nods.

Izumi runs away slowly, she looks over her shoulder to see Natsuo running as fast as his little legs can carry him to Touya.

Izumi runs so she can scoop up the boy again once he has tagged his brother.

"Tou-nii it." Natsuo's little voice is just loud enough to hear.

Touya waits for Izumi to be close enough to pick up Natsuo before he takes off focus fully on Oboro. He's a little rough when his hand slaps Oboro's hip.

The blue haired boy looks around and spots Hizashi close by, he jogs over to the blond and deposits a sleepy Fuyumi into his arms.

Izumi grins a little at the dopey smile on Hizashi's face when he looks at the little girl.

"Nee-chan, I sleepy." Natsuo says and shoves his face firmly into her shoulder.

Izumi rubs his back and slowly walks over to the adults. "Okay Natsuo, I am going to put you down and grab your sister, then we can all nap together." She tells him softly before sitting him by Nezu.

"Natsuo, Fuyumi, and Izumi are out." She calls to the other as she jogs to meet Hizashi to take the sleeping girl.

Once she's back on the blanket Izumi has both small white haired children cuddled into her lap and around each other as she watches the others play, keeping a close eye of Touya and Keigo.

"You know Rei-san...I don't mean to be rude, but what if dad and I could get you all away?" Izumi asks without looking at the woman, she knows Nezu didn't bring this up, they had agreed that Izumi would, because if I child can tell that they are being abused then other can and are ignoring it.

"There is an officer, Tsukauchi, he has a lie detector quirk, I can get the evidence, you just have to give it to him and move your things into our home." Izumi keeps speaking. "I hate seeing children hurt, dad saved me, and we are saving Keigo, let us save you and yours as well."

Izumi finishes what she's saying just before Touya and Keigo both collapse near her with tired huffs, Izumi doesn't think as she reaches out to both boys and starts to finger comb their hair, humming a very old prequirk song.

As soon as everyone under the age of nine is asleep around her the other teens come and join them, Nemuri is dramatically telling them about Izumi flipping her but she's quiet enough none of the kids wake up.

Izumi can't help but smile and send her thanks to Eri, who she will save this time before anything even hurts her.

#rewound #dad nedzu #female midoriya izuku #time travel #takami keigo #kayama nemuri #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shirakumo oboro #chapter20 #bnha

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cedarmoons · 6 years ago

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i’m just... need alibaba practice... for reasons. alibaba is from the gehennam game, go check it out here

He pauses under one of the archways bordering one of the more secluded gardens of the palace. It isn’t his private garden, but it’s tucked away, hidden from most of the court, good for working and enjoying nature. Not many frequent it, which is why it is his favorite.

He shouldn’t be surprised that Soraia, nervous thing she was, had found it. She’d spent the past two days of what should’ve been preparation for her quest exploring the palace instead, rooting out every hiding spot and niche and secret passage.

Now, she sits beside one of Noor’s favorite shrubs, the branches blooming with red flowers that are just a few shades darker than her hair. The pigeons and rosefinches that have found a home in this garden hop along the ground at her feet, hoping for food that does not come. He approaches her, footsteps silent in the grass, but once again, lotogh senses prove themselves too keen. She opens her eyes, honey-gold against black, and when she sees him she rises to her feet.

“Not interrupting anything, I trust?” he asks, smiling behind his mask. She shakes her head. Her tail lashes behind her, the only evidence of her emotion. Ah, but she really should learn to get a handle on that. Never a good thing, having a tell in this court. “Disobeying Ifritah’s orders to prepare for your journey? I didn’t know you had it in you. I’m proud, Soraia! Very proud.”

Soraia. Really, a very pretty name, almost as pretty as the woman who bears it.

“You told them about Salam,” she says, tail flicking out behind her.

Oh, she’s angry. The tail-lashing is different than last time, when she’d had to pin it to her hip when she’d faced down the court. She’d been frightened, then, or anxious — both! — and he’d been both oddly protective (only natural, he supposed, after observing her for months on end) and pitying. He’d thought the court would eat her alive. The fear on her had been quite painfully obvious.

And yet... here she is, standing straight and angry with him for doing his job.

Oh, she is fun indeed.

He moves closer, tilting his head to the side as he looks up at her. “Did I? You seem awfully certain of that. Perhaps your patients are a gossipy bunch. Perhaps you’re not as subtle in your pining as you’d thought. Perhaps your associates in the Black Market were angry you left them for a life of healing others.” He shrugs. “Who knows? It could be all three!”

“The Emperor threatened her,” Soraia says, voice shaking. Alibaba blinks at her.

“The Emp — oh, you’re talking about Zsan?” He can’t help but laugh, then. Only Noor refers to Zsan as “Emperor.”

Oh, she is interesting, isn’t she? Going around referring to people by their titles, bowing to everyone with her hands over her heart, simpering before Ifritah... and then, once she’s in the shadows, unhesitatingly prying loose the gems embedded in the walls and pillars. Once a thief for the Black Market, always a thief for the Black Market, no matter what she thought of herself.

“If anything happens to her, I’ll —” she stops herself, and when her tail flicks behind her, she grabs it, pinning it to her side. Alibaba tilts his head up at her, smiling.

“You’ll?” he prompts, voice low, purring. “What will you do to me, Soraia? I’m very curious.”

She doesn’t answer, which is more disappointing than he’d expected. He’d been hoping for that fire, that daring that made her steal from Ifritah right under her nose. Ah, well.

Alibaba smiles, reaching out toward the shrub. He breaks off a stem of red flowers, offering it to her with a slight bow. When she takes it, he straightens and says, “By the way, if you’re interested in pushing your luck, the southwestern pavilion is abandoned after twilight. And the rubies there are... very easy to pry from the walls.”

Soraia’s eyes narrow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she says, coolly. Alibaba laughs, and she brushes past him, still holding the flowers in her pretty pink hand. He watches her leave, then takes a seat on the bench Soraia had vacated. One of the pigeons takes flight, landing on the stone beside him, cooing. He chuckles and withdraws a small pouch, tossing feed onto the ground in front of him. The birds cluster, rosefinches getting muscled out of the way by the pigeons, and Alibaba shakes his head.

“I do like her,” he murmurs to his birds, and tosses another handful of feed out onto the ground, attracting more birds. “We shall see, hm?”

When he checks the rubies in the southwestern pavilion, they are still intact and firmly embedded in with the other gold and gems and decorations, with no evidence anyone had tried to take them.

Interesting, indeed.

#gehennam #im gonna keep writing for this i guess!!!#im still workin on the characterizations orz soz #life's hard when u only got like 6 lines of dialogue #soraia #fic

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nunoxaviermoreira · 4 years ago

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Red-fronted Rosefinch (Carpodacus puniceus) by gilgit2 Red-fronted Rosefinch (Carpodacus puniceus) captured at Brum Ther, Gojal, Gilgit-Baltistan, Pakistan with Canon EOS 7D Mark II. For detailed information about Birds of Gilgit-Baltistan visit fb.me/birdsgb https://flic.kr/p/2jLbCM3

#IFTTT #Flickr #avifauna #birds #birdsofgilgitbaltistan #brumther #canon #canoneos7dmarkii #category

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bizareex · 5 years ago

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Bird Watching in Uttarakhand

1) Corbett National Park:

At Corbett; Dhikala, Bijrani Zone, Marchula, Mohaan Kumeria, Mongoli Valley, Ramganga River, Kosi Barrage & Sitabani are identified areas for bird watching. Common found birds: The Bird which are found in the Corbett National park & adjoining regions are Great Slaty Woodpecker, Scally Bellied Woodpecker, Black-naped Green Woodpecker, Lesser Woodpecker, Stork Billed & Crested Kingfisher, Himalayan Pied Kingfisher, Lesser Pied Kingfisher, White Breasted Kingfisher, White-Throated Laughing thrush, White Crested Laughing Thrush, Long Tailed Broadbill, Red-Breasted Parakeet, Kaleej Pheasant, Indian Pied Hornbill, Common Green Magpie, Puff Throated Babblers, Blue Tailed Minla, Little & Spotted Forktails, Lineated Barbet, Blue Throated Barbet, Golden Oriole, Brown Dipper The Ramganga & Kosi Barrage are also rich in bird species like raptor, vulture, river Lapwings, Ducks, Manganese, Egrets, waterfowls, Herons. The birds like Pallas Fishing, Red-Headed Vulture, Hawk Eagle, Crested Hawk-eagle, Himalayan Grey-headed Fishing Eagle, Black Eagle, Golden eagle are the most commonly found birds.

Best time for bird watching: November till March.

2) Kedarnath Musk Deer Sanctuary:

The areas for bird watching in Kedarnath Musk Deer Sanctuary are Chopta Trek, Mandal, Kanchula Kharak, Tunganath, Duggalbitta, Mukkumath where more than 200 bird species are found. Common found birds: Great Barbet, Green Backed Tit, Black Lored Tit, red Headed Tit, White Browned Tit, Rusty Cheeked Scimitar Babbler, Green Tailed Sunbirds, Grey Headed Flycatcher, Blue Throated Flycatcher, White-tailed Nuthatch, Common Cuckoo, Black Bulbul, Grey Winged Blackbird, Rufous Sibia, Spotted Laughing Thrush, Streaked Striated Laughing Thrush, Variegated Laughing Thrush, Blue Whistling Thrush, Blue Fronted Redstart, White Colored Blackbirds, Greater long Billed Thrush, Himalayan Pied Woodpecker, Rufous Bellied Pied Woodpecker, Slaty headed Parakeet, Yellow Billed Blue Magpie, Bar Throated Minlas, Common Hill Partridge, Indian Pied Hornbill & etc.

Best time for bird watching: October till June.

3) Mussorie — Aglar Valley — Suakholi — Devalsari — Thatyur — Dhanaulti:

The Bird watching trail of Mussorie, Aglar Valley, Devalsari and Dhanaulti, boasts more than 200 bird species. Common found Birds: Slaty headed Parakeet, Brown streaked Laughing Thrush, Striated Laughing Thrush, Rufous Chinned Laughing Thrush, Blue Whistling Thrush, Black-Throated Thrush, Grey Headed Flycatcher, Verditer Flycatcher, Common Hill Partridge, Chukar Partridge, Black Partridge, Cinereous Vulture, Himalayan Griffon Vulture, Blue Throated Barbet, Black-faced Warbler, Himalayan Tree-creeper, Khalij Pheasants, Red-Billed Blue Magpie, Common Green Magpie, Mrs Gould Sunbird, Purple Sunbird, Rufous Shrike, Plumbeous & White Capped Redstarts, White Breasted Kingfisher, Scaly Bellied Green Woodpecker, Black Naped Pied Woodpecker, Brown Fronted Pied Woodpecker, Grey Headed Flycatcher, White Browned Blue Flycatcher, Rufous Tailed Flycatcher, Green Backed Tit, Red-headed tit, etc.

Best time for bird watching: October till May.

4) Nainital- Sattal-Pangot & Kilbury:

Nainital’s famous tourist spot like Snow Viewpoint, Tiffin Top, Hanumangarhi & the adjacent renowned places like Sattal, Pangot (Naina Devi Himalayan Bird Reserve) & Kilbury, houses more than 200 bird’s species. Common found birds: Streaked Laughing thrush, Chestnut-headed Laughing thrush, Spotted–Laughing Thrush, Red-Headed Vulture, Lammergeyser, Rufous Bellied Niltava, Himalayan-Griffon, Rufous-breasted and Black-throated Accentors, Black-headed Jay, Eurasian Jay, Tawny Fish Owl, Ultramarine Flycatcher, Oriental Turtle dove, Spotted Dove, Verditer Flycatcher, Little Pied Flycatcher, Himalayan Barbet, Great Barbet, Blue Throated Barbet, Chestnut Bellied Nuthatch, White-Tailed Nuthatch, Grey Crowned Prinia, Blue Winged Minla, Red-Billed Blue Magpie, Spotted & Slaty Backed Forktail, Long-Billed Thrushes, Rufous-bellied Woodpecker, Scaly bellied Woodpecker, Himalayan Woodpecker, Rufous-throated Hill Partridge, Kalij Pheasant, Koklass Pheasant, Cheer-Pheasant, Plum Headed Parakeet & many more.

Best time for bird watching: October till June

5) Almora-Binsar-Mukteshwar:

The entire circuit of Almora — Binsar & Mukteshwar, is counted as one of rich avifauna Species habitat in Asia and Binsar has been categorized as important bird area by Birdlife International with around 500 bird species. The significant bird species in the Almora — Binsar & Mukteshwar are Fork tails, Woodpeckers, Pheasant, Partridges, Redstart, Flycatcher, Barbets, Laughing Thrush, Thrushes, Tree-creepers, warblers, finch, tit, Hornbill, Magpie, kingfishers, raptors &, etc. Common found birds: Great Pied Hornbill, Common Green Magpie, Kalij-Pheasant, Cheer-Pheasant, Koklass-Pheasant, Hill-Partridge, Rufous-throated Partridge, White-capped Redstart, Blue-capped Redstart, Oriental Turtle Dove, Ultramarine Flycatcher, Rufous-bellied Niltava, Verditer Flycatcher, Rufous Sibia,Great Barbet, Streaked Laughing Thrush, White-throated Laughing Thrush, Blue whistling Thrush, Scaly Thrush, Himalayan pied Kingfisher, Green Backed Tit, Black-Throated tit, Breasted Green Finch, Common Rosefinch, Grey Slaty Woodpecker, Grey Headed Woodpecker, Brown Fronted Woodpecker, Lesser Yellow-naped Woodpecker.

Best time for bird watching: October till June.

6) Munsyari/ Munsiari and Askot Wildlife Sanctuary:

Munsyari (located on the bank of Gori Ganga river) and Askot Wild Life Sanctuary, both are important bird watching areas declared by BNHS. It houses more than 300 bird species Common found birds: Snow Partridge, Hill Partridge, Koklass pheasant, Spotted Laughing Thrush, Streaked Laughing Thrush, Little Pied Flycatcher, Long-Billed and Long-Tailed Thrushes, Mrs. Gould Sunbird, Green-tailed Sunbird, Bearded Vulture, Robin Accentor Golden eagles, Great Crested Tit, White-Throated Tit, Yellow Breasted Green Finch, Red-headed Bullfinch, Black Redstart & many more

Best time for bird watching: March-June and October — Mid December.

Bird Watching Tour Package 2019

#birds_nature #birds #birds watching #birds lover #bizarexpedition

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rockjumperbirdingtours · 7 years ago

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Glen Valentine’s Sichuan birding adventure is continuing to produce some of Asia’s most spectacular and prized avian treasures, with their time in the scenic Wolong Giant Panda Reserve and the rugged Balangshan and Mengbishan Mountains yielding a range of superb sightings. Some of the many highlights include the stately Tibetan Snowcock, Snow Partridge, Temminck’s Tragopan, the incredible Chinese Monal, magnificent White Eared, Koklass and Blood Pheasants, Verreaux’s Monal-Partridge, Snow Pigeon, the stunning Crested Tit-Warbler, exquisite White-tailed Rubythroat, Maroon-backed Accentor, Three-banded, Pink-rumped and Red-fronted Rosefinches, endemic Sichuan Jay, the recently-described Sichuan Thrush, Chinese Fulvetta, the immaculate Golden Bush Robin, the regal Giant Laughingthrush, Black Woodpecker, the almost impossibly brilliant Firethroat and the mind-blowing Grandala, to mention just a few!

Photos – Grandala & Red-fronted Rosefinch by Rich Lindie

#birds #birding #birdwatching #birdingtours #nature #wildlife #china #photography #birdphotography #naturephotography #wildlifephotography

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luizcmpassos-blog · 7 years ago

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🙌🏻🤙🏻🤓Red fronted rosefinch (Pintarroxo-de-fronte-vermelha) 📸 @birddetective (em Kyrgyzstan)

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animalistauntamedblog · 7 years ago

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“To protect a rare Central Asian goat—and the snow leopards that depend on it—conservationists are turning to an unlikely ally: trophy hunters,” writes wildlife reporter Jason G Goldman

Goldman is tracing the footsteps of avid trophy hunter Bill Campbell, a doctor with his own private psychiatry practice. Several months before, Campbell had made the 5,000 mile journey from the US to the ‘rooftop of the world’, the remote Pamir mountains of Tadjikistan with the single purpose of adding a rare markhor goat to his extensive trophy collection. He paid $120,000 for the privilege of shooting it.

“It’s probably the most expensive hunt in the world,” Campbell says. “This is basically where my income goes.”

This is what a markhor looks like (alive) with its characteristic twisted horns, and this is where they live.

By the early 90s in spite of their nigh-on inaccessible habitat, markhor were close to extinction, the inevitable result of local poaching for meat and a certain amount of illegal trophy hunting. In 1994, in stepped the IUCN, placing the goats on the Red List of species that are Critically Endangered. Over the following decade numbers rose sufficiently for the species to move up a level (or down, whichever way you look at it) to Near Threatened.

Goldman asserts that during his trip to Tadjikistan, “I learned that wealthy hunters like Campbell are the main reason that Bukharan markhor still exist at all—despite how uncomfortable that truth may be.

“Some hunters, of course, are almost certainly engaged in a vainglorious pursuit of power. But after spending time with dozens of Tajik hunting guides and wildlife biologists on two markhor hunting concessions in southern Tajikistan, I discovered that painting the entire hunting community with such a broad brush ignores a reality: the trophy hunters who attempt to engage honestly with the thorny ethical quandaries underlying their pastime, who go out of their way to have their fun in an ecologically and socially responsible manner.”

Seriously? Who is he kidding? Is he really expecting us to feel for the mental and emotional turmoil the poor hunters suffer while they are ‘having their fun’, rather than for their innocent victims, trying to survive and rear young in a harsh environment, suddenly confronted by a man with a gun?

Goldman continues to embellish the myth of the sensitive soul that is the trophy hunter. He quotes the reflections of another of the super-rich, this time from South Africa, who trekked for days over inhospitable mountain terrain to get within shooting range of a markhor: “You’re faced with sadness and joy. Joy that you achieved what you did, but there’s a sadness associated with it. It’s a very emotional time when you look at an animal you’ve just killed.”

O – M – G

Sadly Bill Campbell’s hunt too was ‘successful’. “It was a beautiful animal in a beautiful setting. It was the most exciting hunt of my life.”

Wayne Pacelle, CEO of the Humane Society of the US is also a man who knows how to hit his target, but his weapon is words: “Cruel, self-aggrandizing, larcenous, and shameful,” is his judgement on trophy hunting.

The concession where Campbell bagged his markhor issues only one hunting licence per year. As Tadjikistan is an exporter of gold, the argument goes that selling licences to rich hunters like him enable privately held lands to be managed for wildlife, when they might well otherwise be despoiled by mining.

But licence money alone is not enough to halt the decline of these rare goats. Not unless villagers are incentivised to stop poaching. The goats’ value is not in some (illegal) internationally tradeable commodity like elephant ivory or rhino horn. Their value is as a local source of food.

The long-established Torghar Conservation Project in neighbouring Pakistan that both pays the locals as game guards and also turns over to them the ‘lion’s share’ of the meat from licensed hunting suggested a possible model for Tadjikistan.

Enter Panthera, the only organization in the world devoted exclusively to the conservation of the world’s wild cats. Panthera gives support to the local communities in the form of wildlife monitoring training, as well as hardware such as binoculars and vehicles. The organisation’s interest in conserving markhors however, is only as the preferred prey of snow leopards. More markhors mean more snow leopards.

To this end they are happy to assist the local people not only to interface with their government and the IUCN, but also international hunting organisations. Not just WWF, then.

This is the official version of what happens to the $120,000 Campbell and his ilk hand over for their licence to kill:

$41,000 to the Tadjiki government

Of that money, $8,200 is channeled into national government coffers

According to the Mamadnazarbekov, Deputy Chair of the Committee for Environmental Protection, ‘a fair amount’ of that $8,200 is used ‘to benefit wildlife and the public’

The remaining $32,800 is split between regional and local authorities

‘Most’ of what is left of the $120,000 after the government takes its cut stays with the private hunting concession and pays for the markhor’s protection, as well as community projects like water pipes and funding for schools

Even Goldman though, the hunters’ apologist is forced to admit:

“It’s hard to determine how much of what Mamadnazarbekov describes is true. Several sources told me that some money must also be spent making various payoffs that aren’t legally justifiable, and that the government doesn’t necessarily spend its share of the revenue as they are supposed to. In a country with a per capita GDP of just 804 U.S. dollars, it’s not hard to imagine why many people here would want a piece of the action. Bribery and corruption may simply be part of the cost of doing business, even when that business is wildlife conservation.”

How easily ethical concerns are dismissed when it comes to justifying trophy hunting.

Goldman continues, “It’s difficult to argue with the results, at least so far. More than 10 years of intense effort have allowed the markhor population in Southern Tajikistan to flourish.”

Well, as a matter of fact, we could argue with the results. Describing the markhor population as flourishing might be over-egging it. Remember that in 2015 the markhor graduated from Critically Endangered on the IUCN Red List to Near Threatened? Well, this is how IUCN defines Near Threatened:

A taxon [species] is Near Threatened when it has been evaluated against the criteria but does not qualify for Critically Endangered, Endangered or Vulnerable now, but is close to qualifying for or is likely to qualify for a threatened category in the near future.”

Not quite out of the woods yet.

But Tanya Rosen, Panthera’s director of snow leopard protection, reckons to have seen a welcome rise in the cat’s population – we’re talking small numbers here, from 6 to 10. Nevertheless, the highest density of these rare and elusive creatures seen anywhere in the world.

Goldman concludes, “Isn’t it better to sacrifice a few old animals [markhors] in order to maintain an entire functioning ecosystem?” Many of us would answer “NO, absolutely not”. The markhor may not be as iconic as the snow leopard, but its life counts just as much.

In a country with such amazing scenery, wildlife and culture (the ancient Silk Road from India to China runs right through the Pamir mountains), there is much for any visitor that does not come to kill.

BirdLife International has designated a large area around the famously beautiful turquoise Iskanderkul Lake in the Fann mountains an IBA (Important Bird & Biodiversity Area).

Migrant bird visitors and residents include Himalayan snowcocks, saker falcons, cinereous vultures, yellow-billed choughs, Hume’s larks, sulphur-bellied warblers, wallcreepers, Himalayan rubythroats, white-winged redstarts, white-winged snowfinches, alpine accentors, rufous-streaked accentors, brown accentors, water pipits, fire-fronted serins, plain mountain-finches, crimson-winged finches, red-mantled rosefinches and white-winged grosbeaks.

The dramatic rugged terrain makes it a mecca not just for birders, but for all wildlife enthusiasts and nature lovers, as well as trekkers, climbers and photographers.

Karakul Lake – Wiki Creative Commons

Moreover, Pamir Mountains Ecotourism is ready and waiting to put together your own tailor-made tour. It wouldn’t be cheap, but I doubt it costs $120,000. And isn’t that a much better way to conserve the majestic landscape and all that call it home, human and nonhuman?

Yet no qualms about killing goats on the rooftop of the world trouble the conscience of psychiatrist/hunter Bill Campbell. “I feel good about it in my heart because I feel like I’m promoting really effective conservation,” he says.

Well that’s all right then.

It’s little surprise to find that Campbell is a buddy of dentist Walter Palmer, the infamous killer of Cecil the lion. “I feel sorry for him,” Campbell says. “I think that the people who lynched him [online] don’t realize how much he has done for conservation. I wouldn’t be surprised if Walt spends $250,000 to $500,000 a year hunting. And the people who are lynching him donate 25 bucks to the Sierra Club. Who’s done more for conservation? There’s no comparison.”

Spitting feathers anyone?

More petitions:

Please sign & share as many as you can – unrelated to Tadjikistan and the markhor, but important nonetheless

BAN Breeding, Trading and Trophy Hunting of Wildlife in South Africa

Mr Jacob Zuma, President of South Africa: Ban ALL Forms of ‘Canned’ & ‘Trophy’ Hunting In South Africa

EU Please Ban The Import Of Wildlife “Trophies” into Europe

Yolanda Kakabadse WWF: End YOUR Trophy Hunting Safaris in Partnership with USA TH Dallas Safari Club

Stop trophy hunting giraffes

More to be found here. Some are closed, but many are not.

Sources

Shoot to Save – bioGraphic

Iskanderkul – Wiki

Shooting lions (and other things that move)

What’s in a Name?

Endangered Animals As You’ve Never Seen Them Before

Man, Money & Rhinos – Unravelling the Tangled Knot of Poaching

Shooting Goats on the Rooftop of the World "To protect a rare Central Asian goat—and the snow leopards that depend on it—conservationists are turning to an unlikely ally: trophy hunters," writes wildlife reporter Jason G Goldman…

#Animals #BigCats #Birds #Conservation #Ecosystems #Elephants #Endangered #Ethics #Extinction #Goats #Hunting #Meat #Poaching #Rhinos #Wildlife

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globalworship · 1 year ago

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The Parable of the Mustard Seed (new icon)

A new icon by Kelly Latimore, followed by his commentary.

“He put before them another parable: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that someone took and sowed in his field; it is the smallest of seeds, but when it has grown it is the greatest of shrubs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and rest in its branches." -Matthew 13:31-32

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Commentarry by Kelly Latimore, from his FB page at https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=963990678184512&set=a.437194030864182

Jesus' parables are one of the ways Jesus trains his disciples. The parables, like the sermon on the mount, have always been crucial for the church to imagine the kind of community it is called to be. We discover again and again that Jesus' parables significance points to everyday life. The parables are meant to be lived. The original audience may have been perplexed by this story. They would have known that no-one would intentionally plant a mustard shrub. In fact, the Jewish Mishnah forbade the growing of mustard seeds in the garden because they were 'useless annoying weeds'. In the Hebrew Scriptures the "birds of the air" can be a reference to Gentiles/Non-Jews, the foreigner. This parable suggests that the kingdom of heaven is available to everyone. Even those who may be considered outsiders or not "Worthy". Jesus is calling us to see the significance in the insignificant. The parables of the kingdom of heaven make clear that the kingdom of heaven is not "up there". Through the parables Jesus is teaching us to "be for the world the material reality of the kingdom of heaven brought down to earth." As Jesus is himself the parable of the father so the church is meant to be the parable of Christ. A people in space and time welcoming the outcast, the foreigner, and the stranger. These kind of communities will look like unwanted weeds to the world, or even to other christians. However, this may be exactly the church Jesus is asking us to embody.

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All of the birds in this icon are native to the Holy Land. Birds in the icon: Palestine Sunbird, Scrub Warbler, Common Rosefinch, Laughing dove, Barn Swallow, House Sparrow, Fire-Fronted Serin, Red- Rumped Swallow, Rufous-tailed Scrub Robin, Woodchat Shrike, European Greenfinch, Tree Pipit, Nubian Nightjar, Northern Wheatear, Green Bee Eater, Eurasian Golden Oriole, European Roller, Eurasian Jay, Great Tit, Hooded Crow, Eurasian Blackbird, Common Chiffchaff, Rock Bunting, Crested Lark, and White Spectacled Bulbul.

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addercharmer · 3 years ago

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Izumi felt accomplished, she had been able to spar against every hero at the agency, and over half of them had been enthusiastic about having her use her quirk on them after she promised to leave their brain and hearts alone.

She had also worked her way into Eren and Ari's lives, she was armed with promises of more work studies offers for herself and Shōta, and the couple's cell phone numbers and promises to keep in touch between the tri-yearly inturning opportunities.

Izumi and Shōta had left midday Saturday so they would have that night and the next to try correcting their sleep schedules. The train ride home was quiet, Shōta falling asleep on Izumi's shoulder again. He had a deep purple bruise on his jaw, one of the other pros had spared with them the night before and had hit Shōta hard enough to knock him out, Izumi had been frantic until the dark haired male woke up again.

Brushing her fingers along Shōta's jaw she lost herself in thought.

"Next stop, Ultra station." The speaker blared, breaking Izumi out of her thoughts, her cheeks red and eyes wide.

"Shōta." She whispered and shook him a little, he didn't say anything as he got up and made his way to the door, and Izumi was thankful.

Once off the train Izumi forced herself to give him the brightest smile she could. "See you on Monday Shō." She chirped before spinning on her heel and jogging away.

"Dad! Dad! We have a problem!" Izumi yelled as she burst into the house and ran to the living room.

"Izu-nee?" Keigo asks from where he's sitting on the floor working on something on the coffee table.

Izumi collapses into the floor and tries to suffocate herself with the carpet.

"Ugh! Rosefinch, growing up sucks. Don't grow up ever, you catch stupid things like feeling." Izumi says in utter despair.

Izumi hears Nezu's squeaking laugh and footsteps enter the room and whimpers.

"Daaaaaaaaaad!" She whines in protest.

"Sadly Izumi I can't help, try Kayama-chan or Mitsuki-san. I do not understand most human emotions, but what you are feeling is very much out of my knowledge." Nezu doesn't sound sad, he sounds gleeful like he's about to watch absolute chaos.

"But I just want them to go away!" Izumi whines again as she rolls over to pout up at the two males.

"Ah, but I need you to understand them so you can help Keigo when he's older." Nezu argues, and Izumi feels panic well up in her.

"No." She says and gets on her hands and knees to crawl over to Keigo, she sits behind him and wraps as much of herself around him that she can.

"Nope! My rosefinch isn't going to grow up ever." She pouts harder up at their dad.

"Yes." Nezu tells her again and Izumi saggs all her weight onto Keigo who actually squawks like a surprised bird.

"Fine." She groans.

"What's wrong with feelings? The commission said they were bad, and Izu-nee is making them sound bad too." Keigo asks from half under Izumi.

"Nothing!" Both Izumi and Nezu say firmly.

"Nothing, Izumi has a crush. From what I understand, she likes a person romantically." Nezu tries to explain, and Izumi is sure he is doing the best he can.

"Like dad said, I have a crush. It means that I want to date, hug, and kiss them." Izumi expands on Nezu's explanation. "When you're a little older you will understand, and probably will have it explained better by your teachers and peers."

"Then why don't you like it?" Keigo asks her, he sounds so confused and it kills Izumi a little inside.

"I had a bad childhood, not like yours, but people used to be really mean to me. I don't like complex emotions because I grew up with very few basic ones. It scares me cause I don't fully understand them." She explains in simple terms.

Keigo nods but still looks confused, Izumi figures he has accepted he needs to be older and have more experience with life.

"Go shower and get changed. We are to meet with the Bakugou's for our new clothes." Nezu tells her.

Izumi scrambles up the stairs, to follow his directions. She's as quick in the shower as possible for a girl with thick curly hair. Dressed in the only outfit she had been allowed to buy herself, a pair of bright pink skinny jeans and a black tank top with the kanji for tee-shirt on it, over her arm she's got a gray zip up hoodie that has bunny ears on its hood.

When Nezu sees her he just shakes his head and herds Keigo to the door, Izumi follows close behind pulling on her hoodie and shoes.

Izumi did not hesitate to ring the bell this time, she had given herself the evening after they had first met to mourn her auntie Mitsuki and uncle Masaru, she could now face Suki and Masaru.

"Suki!" Izumi jumped at the blonde woman. "I need female advice." She all but demands and drags Mitsuki away.

Izumi pauses long enough to greet Masaru and snatch Katsuki up in her arms before she takes the woman to her own kitchen.

"I have a crush." Izumi says in the most serious tone she can. "On my two best friends." She slumps into a chair at the table and snuggles Katsuki closer, he is awake this time and watching her.

"Oh." Mitsuki sounds halfway between surprised and thrilled. "When do I get to meet them?" It's not a question Izumi knows but a demand.

"Suuuuuuuuuuki!" Izumi wails quietly.

Mitsuki laughs as she starts the electric kettle and pulls out two mugs behind Izumi. "Oh come on, Zuzu. It's not every day your little sister comes to you about a crush."

The kettle clicks off and suddenly Izumi has hot chocolate in front of her.

"Fiiine, I don't know but I need help. It's two boys, they are two of my first four real ever friends Suki, I dunno what to do. And they are totally opposite of eachother." Izumi says as she wiggles her fingers at Katsuki.

"Why isn't Nezu helping you through this?" Mitsuki asks curious, but not judging.

"He's not human, he doesn't understand complex emotions, and with all the time in the hospital I don't really understand them either. So expect Keigo in a few years." Izumi tells the blonde seriously.

"Kay, but tell me about these boys and how I can help." Mitsuki prompts her.

"Well, Zashi is stupid tall. Like he's six and a half feet tall. He is really kind and happy, a bit of a dork. He has a lot of energy and is loud even without his quirk. He's really amazing with kids and isn't afraid of how smart I am." Izumi sighs and untangles a clump of her hair from Katsuki's grip.

"Then there is Shō. He is logical, and tired. He's been hurt a lot by people just like I have. He likes to put up this front that he doesn't care but he's so good and caring. He's even better with kids, Keigo took to him right away. He uses my strength to push himself both physically and mentally, but he's already so, so strong and smart." This time Izumi's sigh is longer and more frustrated.

"I realized that I liked them when I was on the train home from inturning and Shō had fallen asleep on me." Izumi blocks a baby fist from hitting her in the throat and laughs softly at the fact that Katsuki was a fighter before he could even walk.

"They sound like good kids, how do I help though?" Mitsuki says after Izumi falls quiet.

"What do I do?" Izumi asks softly, she's feeling very vulnerable.

"Whatever you want." Mitsuki answers, at Izumi's look of confusion and betrayal she keeps talking.

"Seriously brat. Tell them if you want, but tell them together. Don't tell them and see if the feelings fade. Personally I would tell them, it could give you the most amazing thing in the world, and the worst that can happen is they don't feel the same and you have a bit of a strained friendship for a while."

Izumi nods reluctantly, she will think about it, Mitsuki is probably right anyway. Maybe talking to Nemuri a little will give her some more insight.

Izumi sighs deeply again, before chugging her now cool hot chocolate. Katsuki is starting to fuss and Izumi hands him to Mitsuki. She leaves the mother and child alone and goes to find the males.

#rewound #dad nedzu #female midoriya izuku #chapter26 #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shirakumo oboro #kayama nemuri #takami keigo #time travel #bnha #boku no hero academia

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addercharmer · 3 years ago

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Monday night and Tuesday saw Izumi looking out the living room window feeling lost.

Izumi knew that being in the past was a good thing, a great thing even. She had already changed some lives for the better and there were still more coming.

She had all of the evidence needed against Endeavour, she was just waiting on Rei to call her for it, and with taking the work studies offer Izumi was sure she could weezle her way into Eri's parents hearts and take custody if the same tragedy of her rewinding her fathers existence happens again.

It was just that she missed her class, she missed all the shenanigans they got into, and missed fighting with Bakugou.

She had no real reason to miss it though and that's what bugged her. She knew that her friends were using her as a way to slack off when they just copied her homework or to better their quirks, they hadn't ever really been there for her like friends were supposed to be, like Shōta, Nemuri, Oboro, and Hizashi were.

Being back in time also gave her the space to actually examine how she had been treated by Bakugou and her mother. If she had seen any child treated like that she would have done something, why hadn't anyone done anything even after she had gotten into UA.

These thoughts were doing her no good, but Izumi couldn't shake them. The fact that she usually made herself so busy to not think was working against her when she had nothing really to focus on.

Maybe she should try to contact Rei, or maybe suck it up and contact aunt Mitsuki, she really was going to need help with tops and jackets for Keigo.

Izumi didn't move though, she just stared out the window listless.

She watched as the moon made its way across the sky chased by the sun's rays, she didn't move when Nezu came into the room and tried speaking to her, she just blinked dull eyes at the stoat.

Izumi saw Nezu give a sad smile before he pinched the meat of her thigh with his claws.

Izumi yelped as she felt herself slam back into her body.

"Sorry." Nezu says to her the same sad smile in place. "You've been gone ever since you got back home on Monday, I need you here today."

"Mmm, sorry dad, just got a shock for internships, and then had a meeting with Ida, made me think dark things." Izumi explained as she started to slowly test her joints.

"Keigo is being released fully into my custody today, we are both needed at the school for homeroom and heroics so he will be joining us today, you have no appointments so if you would watch him?" When what Nezu is saying finally registers in her slow moving mind she feels a smile spread on her lips.

"Un." Izumi grunts as she forces herself to move and get ready for the day.

"You have two hours, I would very much like to braid your hair today though if you don't mind?" Izumi cant help herself from kneeling and hugging Nezu, she knew he had trouble socially but he tried so hard for her, she loved him for it.

A long shower had her joints and muscles relaxed enough that moving around was easier, even sitting still for her braid was easy in a way that it usually wasn't when she hadn't moved for a while. Her body was so used to being on the move that when she stopped for long periods of time it tended to hurt.

"It's still early, but our lawyer is dropping Keigo off at the school. You weren't really there when I explained that Keigo had been staying with our lawyer as the custody papers were processed." Nezu explained why he had 'woken' her.

"It's okay, I plan on contacting Bakugou today, so I can do that as we wait for him and, or class."

Izumi is a little anxious about it, but she knows that it will work, given that she had the altered photos already planted.

The two split off from each other, Nezu went to wait by the gate as Izumi went to her classroom.

Once at her desk she opened and unlocked her laptop, she took a deep breath and started her email.

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: hi, it's been a long time.

Hi Mitsuki, I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Inko's little sister.

My new name is now Nezu Izumi! I made it into UA and was adopted two years ago now.

Recently my adopted dad has adopted a little boy who has a wing mutation, and when we went shopping for tops I was sorely disappointed at the selection of three styles offered.

I was hoping that even if you don't remember me you would be willing to help me learn to alter shirts and jackets for him, or if you would be willing to make them yourself. I remember you always working on fashion before I went into foster care.

Thank you

Nezu Izumi.

Izumi clicked the send button before she could give it much thought, hopefully Mitsuki would look through her photos that Izumi knew were all kept electronically and felt bad enough for forgetting Izumi she would help.

The door to the classroom slammed open and Izumi caught a blur of red and blond as Keigo flung himself into her.

"Rosefinch!" Izumi yelped, happy to see her nestling.

"Izu-nee! You're really my sister now!" Keigo sobbed into her shoulder, Izumi just held him tightly rocking side to side with him.

The morning passed quickly for Izumi who focuses on giving all her love and attention to Keigo, she only really had to stop for heroics.

Keigo was still sitting in her lap as Echo joined the class for choosing hero names, Izumi was still on the fence, she had thought about using Electra but is was just a rip off of prequirk comics, she also thought of using Dekiru paying a little bit of homage to her past, her last thought was simply going by Bear, or Cub, eh maybe the others could help, then again.

"I don't care what my hero name is." She heard Shōta grumble to Hizashi.

"Then I'll name you!" Hizashi stood knocking his chair over. "Your hero name is...uh... EraserHead!" He exclaimed.

"Okay." Shōta agreed before dropping his forehead on his desk.

Izumi sighed before she started listening to the names being given.

"FatGum."

"Mandalay."

"Record."

"Present Mic."

"Ryukin."

"LoudCloud."

"EraserHead."

"Thumper."

"BassBeat."

"Dreamer."

"Timcanpy."

With all eleven other students done Izumi froze, she didn't know, she had no idea.

"Nezu?" Echo broke her thoughts.

"Huh?" Izumi asked, a little dazed from being broken from her rapidly spiraling thoughts.

"Huh, the confused hero." Nezu spoke from the front of the room. "It fits well Izumi, as we like to say, 'Am I a rat? Am I a bear? Am I a dog? Am I human? It doesn't matter, I'm...' I do believe it fits our family well." He sounds proud and it just makes Izumi nod.

Well she had a hero name, and her dad was right.

By the end of the school day Izumi was tired, she hadn't slept since Sunday night, she begged off dinner in her exhaustion, also citing that it would give the two males time to bond. Izumi took very little time changing and borrowing under her blankets.

Waking to Keigo jumping on her bed as his wings fluttered had Izumi groaning before she grabbed Keigo's ankles and pulled him in for cuddles.

"Sush little rosefinch, you're being cuddled." Izumi grumbles and she holds Keigo tightly against her chest.

Keigo flaps his wings to get away, only he lifts them both off the bed. His wings freeze when he registers that he just lifted Izumi and they both fall back to the bed with groans from having the air knocked out of them.

"Rosefinch, should we practice flying today?" Izumi asks gently.

Keigo is wide eyed still but he answers. "I can fly, I just didn't know I could lift others."

"Ah, okay well we can work on that, we know you can lift me, or we can wait until you're older." She tells him seriously.

She gets up leaving the rosefinch in her bed, after a quick shower she's back in her now kid free room throwing on her uniform and pulling her hair into a ponytail.

Skipping down the stairs she grabs an apple and a to-go mug of coffee, Nezu and Keigo are already waiting at the door for her.

The walk to the school was full of Keigo chatting about all the things that he wanted to try that the commission had told him no.

Learning to swim, ride a bike, go to school, and have friends. Not having to do things like train all day.

Izumi and Nezu followed behind the happy boy, smiling gently.

#rewound #dad nedzu #female midoriya izuku #bnha #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shirakumo oboro #takami keigo #kayama nemuri #time travel #chapter22

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