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Check out this tub/shower in Jerusalem’s 4 star Grand Court hotel. It only covers half of the opening. Huh? I found it virtually impossible to avoid a flooded floor after taking a shower. No matter how hard I tried to … Continue reading
I found this fuzzy little guy on the trail that follows the rim of the Rio Grande River Gorge near Taos, New Mexico. It was early morning, the sun had just popped up above the peaks of the Sangre De Cristo mountains.
I had just completed my photo shoot of the bridge that spans the gorge, and was hiking back to my car. I was alone, literally and with my thoughts, but the critter’s movement caught my eye. He was going the same way as I so we walked together for a while, got to know each other … sort of. When he told me he was a tarantula, I excused myself and told him I’d catch him later.
You just can’t have enough friends.
Thought for the Day: Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit. Aristotle
Rodin’s “The Thinker”
Guarding the front entrance to Detroit’s Institute of Art is Rodin’s “The Thinker” on a tall pedestal. A cloud formation, just above his head, reminded me of a caption cloud you see in comic books.
The pose is just begging for a clever line. What IS he thinking, anyway? I had a few ideas, but asked for suggestions from friends.
The one shown is from my son. A close second was, “Note to self: Toilet Paper”, both waay better than what I could come up with.
Thought for the Day: Teamwork is essential; it allows you to blame someone else. Anonymous
Joslyn Art Museum, located in Omaha, Nebraska, is a must see … for kids. There is a supervised, hands-on art room for kids, which includes painting, crafts, sculpturing of various types, video production and “screen painting” as shown above.
There are two large computer screens, one on the floor and one wall-mounted, where kids can grab a paint brush and go crazy. They can change colors, brush size, and texture. Best of all, they can “Save” their masterpiece and email it home.
Their creativity is inspiring.
Thought for the Day: The child’s attitude towards everything is an artist’s attitude. Willa Cather
Hey! Where’d everybody go? It’s only mid-September, and I haven’t seen a soul for weeks. I’m hanging here, limp and lifeless, all by myself without anyone to keep me company, not even an occasional rattle from the cottonwood leaves.
I have a feeling that I’d better get ready for nine months of loneliness. I’ll hang on as best I can through the cold bitter winter. The memories of the kids splashing in the water, motor boats whizzing by, kayaks and paddle boards moving lazily close to shore, fisherman, young and old, casting their lines off the dock, and sounds of laughter coming from all directions across the lake will sustain me through the seemingly endless cold and lonely nights.
Just the thought of tiny wet hands choking me above the knots and gleeful squeals falling away as I swing back for another rider is worth hanging around for another summer. Your faithful an loyal friend, Rope Swing
Great White Buffalo?
I distinctly remember a scene in a 1950’s western movie where the Indian chief was telling the cowboy about the “land of the Great White Buffalo”. In the movies’ context, it was a heavenly place and the Great White Buffalo was revered as a supreme being.
Since then, I have found little to support my impression. In fact, I have found very little information at all about the “Great White Buffalo”. I have seen the term used as if it was something unattainable, never to be found, or “out of your league”, but the only American Indian reference to it I’ve seen is that the Lakota Tribe considers it sacred.
He certainly is a magnificent animal, and only the second one I’ve seen in my lifetime. The American Bison Association says a white buffalo is born only one in every 10 million.
Thought for the Day: Only to the white man was nature a wilderness and only to him was the land “infested” with “wild” animals and “savage” people. To us it was tame, Earth was bountiful and we were surrounded with the blessings of the Great Mystery. Black Elk, Lakota Sioux
When I used to watch “Sesame Street”, I always thought Kermit the Frog’s eyes were exaggerated, waaay too big for his body, not to mention Kermit’s mouth. I know it’s done for effect in a cartoonish sort of way.
Now, I’m not so sure. My up close and personal encounter with this frog in a nearby pond changed my way of thinking. His natural camouflage with the duck weed made him almost invisible, I was lucky to spot him. But his eyes! Look how big they are; the socket of his right eye (looking away from the camera) looks like a marble stuck on his head.
Just another marvel of nature. Ribbit!
Thought for the Day: Everything’s fine today, that is our illusion. Voltaire
Death Valley is one of my favorite national parks. By its very name, one thinks of a barren wasteland where nothing can survive.
One of my very first blogs had this picture as part of my “story” on Death Valley National Park (click here).
This is my 600th blog and I’m still “hanging on”.
Thought for the Day: Success seems to be largely a matter of just hanging on after others have let go. William Feather