Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Corvus is a widely distributed genus of medium-sized to large birds in the family Corvidae. The genus includes species commonly known as crows, ravens, rooks and jackdaws; there is no consistent distinction between "crows" and "ravens", and these appellations have been assigned to different species chiefly on the basis of their size, crows generally being smaller than ravens. In Europe, the word "crow" is used to refer to the carrion crow or the hooded crow, while in North America, it is used for the American crow, fish crow, or the northwestern crow.
Ranging in size from the relatively small pigeon-sized jackdaws (Eurasian and Daurian) to the common raven of the Holarctic region and thick-billed raven of the highlands of Ethiopia, the 45 or so members of this genus occur on all temperate continents except South America, and several islands. The crow genus makes up a third of the species in the family Corvidae. The members appear to have evolved in Asia from the corvid stock, which had evolved in Australia. The collective name for a group of crows is a 'flock' or a 'murder'. The genus name is Latin for "raven".
Recent research has found some crow species capable of not only tool use, but also tool construction. Crows are now considered to be among the world's most intelligent animals with an encephalization quotient equal to that of many non-human primates.
In medieval times, crows were thought to live abnormally long lives. They were also thought to be monogamous throughout their long lives. They were thought to predict the future, to predict rain and reveal ambushes. Crows were also thought to lead flocks of storks while they crossed the sea to Asia.
Monday, August 29, 2016
BG and Todd and I have been loving the weather. BG lets us go out and play in the yard and he has the door open and we are all have fun..except when we bark at the noisy neighborkids.
BG grabbed a couple of pictures with his phone of us lazing around the floor.
Here is our monthly bouquet. We like it.
Here are some shots of Todd in the back yard.
The lawn is not very good. We need to do something about it.
BG did some interesting things with the camera this week. I like this one.
And this is a great expression.
We had a great pedicure this week
Doesn't my foot look beautiful.
Some close-up's for Mr. DeMille.
First of Todd.
His feet are muddy.
Then he took some of me
This is a place we support. BG saw them on the Internets and we decided that we could help them out.
BG, Todd and I donate each month to help these dogs.
You can also by clicking here.
Thanks for stopping to see us. Have a Woofing week.
Sunday, August 28, 2016
If you look around, you can find a face of God in each thing, because He is not hidden in a church, in a mosque, or a synagogue, but everywhere. As there is no one who lives after seeing him, there is also no one dying after seeing him. Who finds Him, stays forever with him.
~ Shams Tabrizi
He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
In order to have faith in his own path, he does not need to prove that someone else's path is wrong.
~Paulo Coelho, Warrior of the Light
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.
“Nature, the soul, love … one recognizes through the heart, and not through the reason,”
Find the seed at the bottom of your heart and bring forth a flower.
To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.
It is only when we are aware of the earth
and of the earth as poetry
that we truly live.”
― Henry Beston
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Friday, August 26, 2016
Walking the Dog
A little girl asked her mom, "Mom, may I take the dog for a walk around the block?" Mom says, "No, because the dog is in heat."
"What does that mean?" asked the child. "Go ask your father. I think he is in the garage."
The little girl went to the garage and asked, "Dad, may I take Susie for a walk around the block? I asked Mom, but she said that Susie was in heat, and to come talk to you."
Dad said, "Bring Susie over here." He took a rag, soaked it with gasoline, and scrubbed the dog's rear-end with it and said, "Okay, you can go now, but keep Susie on the leash and only go one time around the block."
The little girl left and returned a few minutes later with NO DOG on the leash. Dad asked, "Where is Susie?"
The little girl said, "She will be here in a minute, she ran out of gas about halfway down the block and another dog is pushing her home."
If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.
Alcohol is a perfect solvent: It dissolves marriages, families and careers.
Prisons often keep acne medicine on hand to help prevent break outs.
A moat protects a castle in a round-about way.
Those who like to do the ironing find their pleasure in creases.
If you say you had bad skin, I would say that is a pore excuse.
I applied for a position at the hair replacement company because I heard there was growth potential.
Thursday, August 25, 2016
I imagine that this was one Easter and a bunch of them were at our place playing cards. My aunt Jean, Rick Schmidt, uncle Carl, Ginny Morrie and Mom's back
From the other direction I have Jean, Carl, Ginny, Morrie, Mom and uncle Dave.
Ginny and I are the only ones here still there. I miss them all.