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Asia’s wild asses are different from Africa’s, and larger too.
All but one kind are generally reckoned subspecies of Equus hemionus, the Asiatic wild ass or onager.
Pictured above and below is the khur or Indian wild ass, Equus hemionus khur.
Once widespread, in large numbers, khur now only number several thousand individuals, most of them in the Little Rann of Kutch in Gujarat, western India.
Comments closedInarguably, much of it is perplexing.
Arguably, however, it often reveals the actual nature of what is now routinely described – by those not under its yoke – as an “authoritarian” regime.
”Totalitarian” is, I think, a more accurate descriptor.
Comments closed…or just a “wicked” sense of humour from a graffitist on the “roof of the world”?
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It is a great pleasure to encounter a non-gloating, happy person – one who appears comfortable in their own skin, who requires “no particular reason” to be happy, who radiates contentment, is fully alive, and not “on guard”.
Such encounters do not require a common language, nor any words to be spoken.
Typically, no commercial transaction is involved, no contest, no “big event”…
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Pikas are the Tibetan Plateau’s most numerous mammals.
The pictured individual was still alive, just…
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Today’s song with words is a lovely celebration of daybreak on “the spine of England”.
Its image comes from “the roof of the world”, where even flat, “low” places are several thousand metres higher than England’s Pennine Hills.
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Alta Paz literally translates into English as “high peace”.
It is the name of a particularly beautiful piece by Argentinian guitarist Quique Sinesi.
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It was – in the exact words uttered earlier tonight on Australian television – “an analog, off-line experience”.
On the morning of 19 October 2019, the valley floor on which we stood was almost twice as high as Australia-proper’s highest peak.
The peaks above us were a deal higher, again.
…and yes – rather more than a thousand, mostly-vertical metres away from us – wild yaks were making their way across a snow-blanketed alpine meadow.
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Favourite old saying/put-down:
People in Hell all want ice water
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This post’s soulful, dark-eyed beauty is a domestic yak, Bos grunniens.
To the best of my knowledge, not one of Scotland’s emblematic domesticated bovines – its highland cattle – has reached the summit of Ben Nevis.
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