Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)
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Thursday Thirteen Banner courtesy of Samulli
My cat does not barf hairballs ~ he is a floor/rug redecorator
My cat does not fear dogs ~ they are merely sprint practice tools
My cat does not scratch ~ he is a furniture/rug/skin ventilator
My cat is not a "shedding machine" ~ she is a hair relocation stylist
My cat is not a "treat-seeking missile" ~ she enjoys the proximity of food
My cat is not a bed hog ~ he is a mattress appreciator My cat is not a dope addict ~ she is catnip appreciative
My cat is not a lap fungus ~ he is bed selective
My cat is not a ruthless hunter ~ she is a wildlife control expert
My cat is not evil ~ she is badness enhanced
My cat is not fat ~ he is mass enhanced
My cat is not lazy ~ he is motivationally challenged
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007
TOGETHER, WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN FINDING A CURE Since 2003 Brighton has donated nearly $2 million to breast cancer charities. In our 5th annual year of Power of Pink, we are tripling our efforts by introducing not one or two, but 3 new pieces of jewelry! We invite you visit Participating Brighton Retailers and see the latest earrings, bracelet and necklace Brighton's designers have created to support breast cancer research, education and treatment.*
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Asara: Asara's Mental Meandering
Mags: Ms Maggie Moo Talks 2 U
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 6:52 PM
and I do not know the author)
"The other day a young person asked me
how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not
think of myself as old.
Upon seeing my reaction, she was
immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting
question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.
Old Age, I decided, is a gift.I am now, probably for the first time
in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my
body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the
baggy eyes, and the sagging rear. And often I am taken
aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks
like my grandmother!), but I don't agonize over
I would never trade my amazing friends,
my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a
flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself,
and less critical ofmyself. I've become my own friend.I don't
chide myself for eating that
extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly
cement gecko that Ididn't need, but looks so avante garde
on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to
be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave
this world too soon; before they understood the great
freedom that comes with aging.Whose business is it if I choose to
read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those
wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time,
wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit
that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the
waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances
from the jet set.They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But
there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I
eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been
broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved
one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's
beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us
strength and understanding and compassion. A heart
never broken is pristine and sterile and will never
know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long
enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful
laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many
have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair
could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be
positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't
question myself anymore. I've even earned
So, to answer your question, I like
being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become.
I am not going to last forever, but while I am still here, I
will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or
worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every
single day. (If I feel like it)"
MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF
SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER!
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 4:06 PM
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
This was the same but from a different angle...
They come right up to the fence, (which we were going to replace) and make the ground rumble. As you can tell, we are no longer going to be the last row, and from the position of the big ugly, yellow monster, you can see that the new mobiles going in will be much higher than we are and will block our view completely!!! We chose this particular mobile because of the fact that we would have no one behind us. Great cosmic practical joke, huh?
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 12:37 AM
Monday, September 24, 2007
The San Joaquin Kit Fox is a cute, curious, and endangered resident of the San Joaquin Valley of California and is found in the Central Valley and foothills.
STATUS: Endangered. We are working hard to prevent this.
DESCRIPTION: San Joaquin kit foxes are the smallest foxes in North America. They are about 51 cm long. (About 20 inches) This doesn't count their tails. They weigh a little over 2 kg. (About 5 pounds) They have long legs and large ears. Their coats range from tan to buffy gray in the summer. This changes to silvery gray in the winter.
FOOD: Small mammals such as mice, kangaroo rats, squirrels and rabbits. Ground-nesting birds. Insects.
HABITAT: San Joaquin scrub and grasslands.
Litters of two to six pups are born in February or March. Pups emerge from the den after about a month.
PREDATORS: Red foxes, coyotes, domestic dogs, bobcats and large raptors.
RANGE: Most San Joaquin kit foxes live on the west side of the San Joaquin Valley.
THREATS: Loss of habitat to farming and development. By 1979, only about 6.7% of the San Joaquin Valley's original wildlands south of Stanislaus County remained untilled and undeveloped.
Predation and competition from larger species such as the nonnative red fox.
Small and delicate, with huge ears, the San Joaquin kit fox has been called "the ballet dancer of the canid world." This small, graceful carnivore has been on the endangered species list since 1967. More than 95% of its grassland and desert scrub habitat in California's San Joaquin Valley has been eradicated by housing, mega-malls and farms. But a recent agreement brokered by Environmental Defense improves the tiny fox's chances for survival. Kit foxes share the San Joaquin with larger, faster coyotes that prey on them. In self-defense, the mostly nocturnal foxes have for millennium been digging escape burrows where they hunker down until it's safe to come out. But in cultivated fields and orchards, there are few places left to dig. The foxes have become increasingly easy pickings for the coyotes, their leading cause of death, according to Dr. Patrick Kelly, director of the endangered species recovery program at California State University, Fresno.
Kelly studied kit foxes in the vicinity of the Paramount Farming Company outside Bakersfield, and conceived a new way to help: Why not install artificial burrows for the foxes to escape from coyotes on farmland?
It seemed simple, but there was a catch. Paramount, if it cooperated, might become liable under the Endangered Species Act for its farming activities near the burrows. Why would the landowner take such a risk? "Unfortunately, a history of conflict has made private landowners extremely wary of the Endangered Species Act," says Michael Bean, director of our wildlife program. Some valley farmers have reportedly resorted to plowing fallow fields to keep endangered species away.
"Our concern was that we'd do the right thing, and it would backfire," says Scott Hamilton, Paramount's resource manager.
Safe Harbor's Promise
Kelly enlisted Environmental Defense and our Safe Harbor initiative. Safe Harbor agreements, introduced by us in 1995 and adopted nationally by the Fish and Wildlife Service, allow landowners to help endangered species voluntarily while being protected from new liability. Bean was pleasantly surprised when, after hearing about Safe Harbor, Paramount "took about 10 minutes to agree."
After our plan was embraced by Paramount, the company built 25 escape burrows on its land and even volunteered to pick up the cost. Bean and Kelly are impatient to open the dens, which are still capped in anticipation of final federal approval of the agreement. "The foxes need some time to check them out," Kelly says. "And their breeding season is coming up soon."
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 1:20 AM
Saturday, September 22, 2007
My spare room is stacked with boxes full of paper; paper for altered books, scrapbooks, cardmaking and other "artsy-fartsy" projects! I cut pictures out of magazines to use with altered books and a book I'm working on. I have boxes full of cards I've been saving over the years to use in some way. I love papers, especially all of the different textures and colors.
The little book above started out from a kit and I further embellished it. The photo is of me and my dad circa 1955.
Friday, September 21, 2007
To some of you, this may be a very boring post. To those of us in a drought area, it's thrilling!
We are breaking the record for a low for the day and it's raining!!! We haven't had measurable rain since May, and after experiencing several days of temperatures in the 100's, just to smell the sweet smell of rain is divine! Last week it was in the 90's. Today, it is 75. Yipppeeeee!
It is supposed to climb back up next week but after a reprieve, it will be a snap!
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
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Tuesday, September 18, 2007
This was the beginning of autumn a couple of years ago up in Kernville - that's the Kern River. If we want a quick Sunday afternoon type of get-a-way, we often head up here. It's only about a 45 minute trip (through some of the most windy roads!).
This was my yard last year - a still-blooming bougainvillea, a green mimosa and a liquid amber that is already changing colors! They were a confused group...
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 2:03 AM
Sunday, September 16, 2007
When I saw the word "crisp," on Mo's website, the first thing I thought of was "crisp cookies." Then I started "over-thinking" it, trying to stay away from fall because I figured that was what most people would head for so I decided to post about the crisp, clean feeling of standing near a waterfall and being overwhelmed by the spray as it moistens your skin, hair and clothes.
I've stood by little trickling falls in foothills and footpaths, and by mammoth falls in Yosemite and Hawai'i. They are refreshing and ethereal, especially those that flow into pools of reflective waters...
(I'm going to go back to my lair -and dream of waterfalls)
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Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Warm The Globe Through Friendship
I got this over at "A Little Piece of Me" and wanted to post it: Claire and Vic have a great idea!
"One of my first blogging buddies has come up with a way to show some blog love, cyber holding of hands around the world.
Here is what Vic from Cariboo Ponderer came up with:
A good way for a blog to get established is to have backlinks. So I came up with the idea of 'Warm the Globe thru Friendship'.
All you have to do is copy this post with the list of links below and add your link at the end.As others do the same we get the word out about a lot of great blogs. Eventually we may circumnavigate the globe.A lot of my visitors and certainly those on my sidebar are great bloggers, with great blogs, so click read more, copy the post and add your link!That’s it, then just sit back, and watch the links grow, over time. "
Down River Drivel
Me, my life, my garden
A little piece of me
The BiPolar Diaries
Turning the Pages of Life
A Place I Call Home
Time With Shelby
Down River Drivel
Echos of Grace
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 8:00 PM
Sunday, September 09, 2007
And then all of a sudden, 'nother birthday has gone past.
I got the birthday blues, feelin' old and clueless;
Got the birthday blues, all alone and useless.
Feelin' like a granny with my hair up in a bun;
Walkin' like a loser, feelin' like I'm done...
Switchin' from a minor key to one that's major C;
Readin' words and feelin' that the blues are killin' me.
Gonna take a clue from people who are feelin' mighty fine;
And tell myself bein' clueless is just a state of mind!
No more birthday blues and feelin' old and clueless;
Got no more birthday blues, not alone and useless.
Gonna pick up my troubles and pack 'em in a bag,
Throw 'em in the river - now it's my turn to brag!
No more birthday blues and feelin' old and clueless....
Please visit MO, the originator of this meme, Manic Monday...
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 11:51 PM
Saturday, September 08, 2007
This is the hubman, playing his Ibanez guitar, which is modeled after a Gibson. I bought him a Gibson Les Paul Anniversary model for a wedding present but he traded it for a Fender Stratocaster, and no, I didn't mind.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Stepping out in front of our place at 4:30 in the afternoon, the sky looks like a winter storm is moving in. But the color is a bit off. The reason for that is this isn't a storm front, it's August and this is smoke from the Zaca fire over 100 miles away!!! You can see that we're on a hill and the sky is blue at the bottom of the photo. The Zaca fire originated by Santa Barbara on July 4th and was finally contained on September 4th! It burned over 240,000 acres and cost over $118 million dollars.
This was taken from the back yard - it was so dark the flash on my camera went off! It's no wonder we all had headaches and sinus problems!!!
You may or not know that this area is second to none for air quality in the U.S. We are in a valley and all the junk from the bay area drifts down here and backs up against the mountains to the south. We actually have days in the winter where the air cops encourage neighbors to tattle on neighbors for lighting fires in their fireplaces.
In the summer months, of course we have all the pollutants from extra traffic on the freeway and from agriculture. And thanks to Mayor Villaraigosa of Los Angeles, we have L.A.'s crap (literally!) spread on some land LA owns which is going to affect our ground water! We voted to ban it (wouldn't you?) but thanks to the wonderful courts, they overturned the desires of the voters. Add all of this to the stew, and you get our air. Now we're getting Mexican trucks, too! AIYEEEEEEE! This is taken from Tehachapi Mountains, looking out over the valley in which I live, in the winter. What you're seeing is valley fog, what we lovingly refer to as "Tule Fog," (pronounced as tu-lee) because it hangs so low. All of the pollutants (such as smoke from wood fires, hence the ban on fireplaces) stick in this fog and make the air unbreatheable for people with lung conditions. And, it's deadly. People drive too fast for the near zero visibility and we have horrific traffic accidents, some involving many cars and big rigs.
The joke in all this is our city council members decided to place a sign at the outskirts of town that reads, "Bakersfield, Life as it Should Be." Sure, if you don't breathe!