Thursday, June 30, 2016
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Tuesday, June 28, 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. 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'.
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, June 27, 2016
BG got some good pictures this week.
Of course Todd wasn't too happy about having his picture taken but he warmed up. BG sat on the porch drinking coffee a couple of times and Todd forgot that he is supposed to be shy and he ran in and out. BG was smart and let the door propped open and he got excited.
BG was sneaky that way.
BG finally got out and picked up his monthly bouquet . It is a pretty flower and also has some that will open so there were more blooms soon. We like it when we have our flowers.
I like to sniff the floor and see the birdies around the bushes. BG took a picture of me in the bushes but it was of my bottom so I asked him not to share it.
And just some more. You can click to make them bigger (embiggen) and then see them in all their full glory. Then click again and you get a slideshow.
And my picture for Mr. DeMille. We like this one.
Sunday, June 26, 2016
"Were I to be the founder of a new sect, I would call them Apiarians, and, after the example of the bee, advise them to extract the honey of every sect." - Thomas Jefferson
Don't be fooled by my beauty....
The light of my face comes from the candle of my spirit.
"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it."
- Edith Wharton
"The best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago.
The next best time is now."
I believe that working only from the conscious limits one's creativity -- whereas transcending consciousness can enhance the inner life of a work of art.
- Denis Brown
"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
- Marcel Proust
"Anyone can carry his burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely till the sun goes down. And this is all that life really means. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.
"By having a reverence for life, we enter into a spiritual relation with the world. By practicing reverence for life we become good, deep, and alive."
- Albert Schweitzer -
My fancies are fireflies -- specks of living light twinkling in the dark." ~Rabindranath Tagore
Of this we may be sure:that thoughts winged with peace and love breathe a silent benediction over all the earth...
—Mary Baker Eddy
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Friday, June 24, 2016
DOG FOR SALE:
When did my wild oats turn to prunes and Bran Flakes?
A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale 'He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.
'You talk?' he asks.
'Yep,' the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?'
The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so... I told the CIA.
In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.'
'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running...
But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in.
I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.'
'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired.'
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
'Ten dollars,' the guy says.
'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?''Because he's a Bullshitter. He's never been out of the yard'
The first sign of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the left.
-----Jerry M. Wright
People and alcoholic beverages should not be valued for being powerful, but rather for their purity, refinement and taste.
A successful diet is the triumph of mind over platter.
Talk about getting old. I was getting dressed and a peeping tom looked in the window, took a look and pulled down the shade.
After eating the ship, the sea monster needed an Alka seltzer because he could not believe he ate the hull thing.
I've heard about the rumors that I keep vats of acid at my home, but they're lyes - all lyes!
I started out with nothing ... I still have most of it.
The first time I used an elevator it was really uplifting, then it let me down.
When did my wild oats turn to prunes and Bran Flakes?
I finally got my head together; now my body is falling apart.
Pre-arranged marriages pre-pair people for the future.
To termites, a group of dead trees is an arbor eat'um