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Parents will literally see a article and start debating you while you’re trying to play Pokemon

ALT Veery ( Catharus fuscescens ) Catharus thruses can be difficult for beginner birders to identify as the ones which migrate through our area are varying shades of brown with dappled chests. The Veery is thankfully a little easier to identify- their rich cinnamon color is brighter than the rest of their genus, on par with that of a Wood Thrush. This bird in particular has been outfitted with a MOTUS transmitter. While I don’t know the details of this particular project (I was just an extra set of hands), MOTUS tags are used to track movement in birds. The tags are weighed to make sure they don’t add extra stress to the bird’s flying weight, and the harness fits around their thighs to ensure the bird has its entire natural range of motion. The tags have a battery life of a few years, so hopefully we’ll get some good data on this bird for a while! All banding, marking, and sampling is being conducted under a federally authorized Bird Banding Permit issued by the U.S. Geological Survey’s BBL. Permission to share images was granted by Phillips Tract Banding Station (PTBS). Veery Overview, All About Birds, Cornell Lab of Ornithology

Tried to apply for a job on an indie game but didn’t make it. I still like the test artwork i did for this tho! :D

ÉTYMOLOGIE | Motus ! ➽ https://bit.ly/2Xq48vX Formule souvent employée lorsque l’on veut obtenir le silence, intimer l’ordre à quelqu’un de ne souffler mot, l’interjection « motus » a un temps divisé les lexicographes, certains invoquant le latin, d’autre y voyant une simple déformation du « mot » français

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Solidus matrem watching scary scary show. Cupio doesn’t want to go to bedroom because it’ll get head hirt if it lays down but he doesnt like the scary

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Learn how to use the Motus Wildlife Tracking System (Motus). Use coordinated automated radio telemetry to facilitate research and education on the ecology and conservation of migratory animals. The Motus Wildlife Tracking System (Motus) is a program of Birds Canada in partnership with collaborating researchers and organizations. Motus Wildlife Tracking System

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Crying screaming throwing up. Cupio will forever be kept from his awesome wielder because of lack of funds

TVD : Describe this TV show’s witches storylines, but do it in one word…. MOTUS !! 🙄🙄🤣🤣

𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗮 Rimini dal 𝟭𝟮 𝗮𝗹 𝟭𝟲 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪 a cura di 𝗠𝗼𝘁𝘂𝘀 con 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗶 𝗧𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶 con il 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗶 𝗥𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶 e il sostegno della 𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗘𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮-𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗻𝗮. Limbo Session NicoNote + Wang inc.13 aprile 2023 h22:30 https://www.santarcangelofestival.com/show/limbo-session/

Motus Preistoria dell’automobile a cura di Giovanni di Pasquale, Costantino Frontalini SilvanaEditoriale, Cinisello Balsamo 2022, 104 pagine, 50 illustrazioni, brossura con alette, 17 x 24 cm, ISBN 9788836651399 euro 16,00 email if you want to buy :booksinprogressmilano@yahoo.it Mostra MAUTO - Museo Nazionale dell’Automobile, Torino 8 aprile 25 settembre 2022 Questo volume racconta di un viaggio nel tempo e nello spazio alla scoperta delle tappe che hanno segnato importanti punti di svolta nella straordinaria storia dei precursori dell’automobile: un cammino che ci porta negli antichi arsenali, nelle botteghe e nelle officine di personaggi che sono stati capaci d’immaginare soluzioni all’avanguardia. La ricerca del movimento autonomo è una sfida che risale alla più remota antichità e affonda le radici nel vastissimo mondo della tecnica. Questa storia prende dunque avvio con la ruota che i Sumeri applicavano ai loro carri già verso la metà del terzo millennio a.C. e si conclude nel 1886, con la prima vera automobile ideata e costruita da Karl Benz. Nel corso di questi quattro millenni hanno visto la luce numerosi progetti accomunati dall’idea di automobilità, dagli automi semoventi di Erone di Alessandria (I secolo d.C.) alle visionarie intuizioni di Giovanni Fontana e Leonardo da Vinci nel Rinascimento, dalla “barca terrestre” costruita in Giappone nel 1732 alla bicicletta con motore a vapore nata negli Stati Uniti nel 1869. 22/09/22 orders to: booksinprogressmilano@yahoo.it ordini a: booksinprogressmilano@yahoo.it twitter: @fashionbooksmi instagram: fashionbooksmilano, designbooksmilano tumblr: fashionbooksmilano, designbooksmilano

Motus MST 2018. - source Bring a Trailer.

Meet Motus. I can’t take it. I am going off grid for this month since it is finals, so see ya all in a couple of weeks if I am still alive. Last post till then. Don’t you just love/hate it when you listen to a song and suddenly you get a whole holy story crash down on you that you fixate on to make when you’re actually suppose to make notes for finals? Have mercy on me brain! Song- Ga1ahad and Scientific Witchery by Mili (Copy pasted from my rant in discord because I was too lazy to retype the whole thing again) Motus, how he came to be. Storyline - Alternate Ending Dreamtale, Dream met a witch who promised to rewrite reality basically for him in exchange for a bloom of Marigold. (This witch kinda does jobs for peanuts) Wishing to end the role of being tethers of feelings for the multiverse, the witch stripped him and nightmare away of such origin and change the tether to the multiverse itself so no harm could ever be brought upon it ever again. In doing so, the creation of Dream and Nightmare was obsolete. Turning them to stone which crumbled at a touch. The witch was infallible though, what was meant as a job, a simple wish of saving everybody that she had to fulfil out of self-obligation became a wish she had to fulfil for a friend. Whom unbeknownst to her she had developed feelings she couldn’t understand at the moment and equated it to simple friendship. (Dense asf) Yadda, yadda, yadda. Dream crumbled to pieces of stone, she grieved thought it was her fault didn’t know he’d turn to stone when Dream actually kept that particular little detail from her, even then he wasn’t entirely sure about it himself. Nim returns but with no duty or purpose, she’s just there, grateful to the witch for inadvertently freeing her but at the same time bitter when she sees the witch reduced to picking stones out of sheer guilt and did not acknowledge her return at all before disappearing with Dream’s remnants. 20 years passed, the witch managed to painstakingly reassembled Dream minus the crown and a portion of his cheek. The guilt had ebbed slightly but was still there and was more of a longing to see him again. Reanimating the stone statue, she was prepared for him to be a 50-50 chance of having brought Nightmare along with him. Ready to fight, but more than ready to hug and hit him over the skull for not telling her important information. What she got was neither, instead, the stone skull she cradled in her hands turned to a living skeleton who blushed before monotonously telling how someone was calling for him and dissipating into fragments of light. Cue triggering a traumatic event of having Dream crumble after a touch and saying thank you. The skeleton who woke up though was confused to have a change of scenery. But nonetheless accepted the one in front of him as his original creator, Nim, who had summoned him here before her tree. Bestowing him the name Motus. His duty was to serve her and forever will that be the truth. Not to find the witch again, who reminded him of Marigold flowers. Asking for the witch, leaves him with a dispassionate Nim that told him. No, witches can’t be loved. Don’t even bother acknowledging her. And, oh, that was quick he didn’t realized he had fallen in love. His creator truly knows best. The witch came, he fought bravely like Nim told him to even as he tried so hard to not hurt her as badly. He knew both of them were pulling back their attacks and there was more shouting between the three. Of disbelief, of desire to rescue him from Nim’s control when he didn’t require it. His heart broke when it was Dream she called him by with that feeling of love. He wasn’t Dream, he was Motus. It hurt to hear her call him by a name that wasn’t him, especially with those unrealized feelings that he could feel lingering around her. She realized that too, having Nim called her out on her behaviour for treating him like an object. Guilt wracked her, she left once more. Unaware, she was played by the former entity that hosted for emotions of the multiverse. Sending a piece offering letter, the witch wanted to apologize for her behaviour. It became a small tea party of three that was at first odd and stilted but after getting over the fact that Motus wasn’t actually Dream and only had his and Nightmare’s memories together. What he does with them and his new found life was his choice. Did the witch lowered her guard and tried to actually get to know the people in front of her. And what she found was two interesting people whom she wanted to be friends with. Until Nim dropped the bomb and said she wanted revenge against the mortals for daring to trap her for more than 500 yrs. Offering the witch a place in her ranks to kill other Monsters and Humans. To which, the witch vehemently refused much to Motus’s panic, confusion and regret. They had been getting along so well. Nim, called her weak. Clinging to her life as a former mortal instead of embracing her life as an immortal. While the witch called her foolish for seeking revenge against people who had nothing to do with her imprisonment. An impossible, endlessly cruel quest that went against Dream’s ideals as a whole. Motus didn’t know who to side with and stood there awaiting orders, but hearing Dream’s name again stirred up something sorrowful inside him. He didn’t have to do anything much to his relief but disbelief when he sees his Creator’s tree swallowed the witch and releasing his Master, allowing her to walk now on the grass, barefoot. That was only a mere few seconds before the tree blew up and Nim screeched at the charred remains of her former vessel while she fall to her knees. Enter cliche line, of how the witch will put a stop to Nim’s plans. Nim then tells Motus to not falter and never fall, that the witch is their enemy. He had to aim his sword at the iron maiden witch, that now looked hella fierce at him. They did not hold back. Clashing loyalties made them put aside their attachment and finally he knew where she stood. Her priority had always been to the people. A determination that made him falter. He woke up to the witch healing him, honest to god reinforcing him with strength idly telling him how he wasn’t able to heal as before with emotions and needed all the help he could get. In the midst of tryin to convince him that this path only led to ruin. So seriously stop. Nim behind him shouting to get up. He had a choice to fight or to agree with the witch and stop. Motus fought. Hearing “How Dream wouldn’t have wanted this.” made the blood in his bones boil with anger. But seeing the witch’s expression turned to remorse caused his own to form into guilt. He couldn’t do anything as she left. They were enemies. Even after she tossed him a bag of vitamins to chew on to reinforce himself. Her actions confused him. Does she wants him dead or not? It took a long while before they both understood each other and finally decided to end the fight because it wasn’t worth it. Nim was reduced to a growing sapling for a tree that screams at Motus for disobeying her but he really sees no reason to follow her at all other than the fact she could summon him to her at will whenever she wished. The idea of murdering innocents, like unsuspecting people who doesn’t fight back, doesn’t sit right with him either. The witch brought the sapling Nim along with her, not wanting to make the same mistake of leaving her behind like last time. Alone with her thoughts of revenge while the witch had grieved over stones. Even with the bite of her words, Nim was partial to the idea of going with the witch not that she had much of a choice being shoved into a pot and taken to the witch’s shop while Motus trailed behind the accursed witch like a love sick puppy. Too bad, the witch is dense. To Nim, this was prime amusement for the next couple of years. The end. Well there might be continuation