If you will see a pageant truly play’d,
Between the pale complexion of true love
And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain,
Go hence a little and I shall conduct you,
If you will mark it.
Which trust accordingly, kind citizens,
And let us in, your king, whose labour’d spirits,
Forwearied in this action of swift speed,
Crave harbourage within your city walls.
Time had not scythed all that youth begun,
Nor youth all quit; but, spite of heaven’s fell rage,
Some beauty peep’d through lattice of sear’d age.
Look at the top vs the bottom to see how much infrared light the steel shelter reflects. It does it’s job quite well.
Sometimes a sign has to be simple and go straight to the point.
The posh hornbills know they’re better than all the other hornbills because they have more rocks.
Facebook friends might want to click through to stories.starmind.org, as this is a multi-image post
This is the exact same macaw in visible and infrared light.
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