Kaleidoscope cocktail

Cows milked: mitigated mooing in the meadows. 
Weaving on the warp, some workaholic women. 

Harvest of hapless halibuts on hooks. 
Bookish book-worms buried in books. 

A palomino and a pony patter on the paving. 
Hucksters and hawkers stalking every housing. 

Ravers out on the razzle raising a raucous razz-ma-tazz. 
Beavers busy building beaver-dams but about it quite blasé. 

Doves cooing in divine chorus. 
Frogs frisking out of focus. 
Horoscopes are hocus pocus. 

Tidal waves of tsunami treacherously tread. 
Sea-anemones scattered upon the sea-bed. 

Geraniums genuflecting in jungle-like gardens. 
Hunters wary of wandering wild-life wardens. 

All this when I ventured about videotaping. 
Nature's much nicer even with no landscaping. 

These are direly different scenes from various parts of the globe.
Perhaps like a space probe's kaleidoscopic poetic probe...