This week’s challenge, “Unexpected”, could be interpreted in a variety of ways. I chose the unexpected love between a rescue pit bull and a young woman.
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Tags: animals, dogs, Love, photos, pit bulls, postaday, rescue dogs, Weekly Photo Challenge, Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected
Tags: connections, family, Love, man and nature, photos, quotes, Travel Theme, Travel Theme: Connections
Connections are everywhere, between and among many things and people. “Connections” is the theme this week at Ailsa’s “Where’s My Backpack” blog. Here are just a few of the connections I see and love.
“Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.”
― Chief Seattle
Connections between human and animal
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out going to the mountains is going home; that wilderness is a necessity…”
― John Muir
Connections between man and nature
“We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.”
― Herman Melville
Connections among people and families
Tags: art, art in the everyday, everyday beauty, maritime art, practical art, sailing, sailors, San Francisco International Airport, travel
While waiting for our plane on Thursday afternoon, we spotted a small jewel in our little corner of San Francisco International Airport, an exhibit entitled: “From Ship to Shore.” Since the exhibit is located on the wrong side of security, I guess only travelers see it, but we enjoyed it. And since I’ve been waiting for hours for the Weekly Photo Challenge to be posted (to no avail, so far), I find the waiting aspect of this post particularly apropos!!
Sailors were at sea for many weeks or months, providing time at least occasionally to wile away, so they expressed any artistic bend by decorating the everyday objects that they used or made, thus transforming them into anything but ordinary. Wood, rope, bone, shell…all were used to create beauty, sometimes for daily use, sometimes to take home to family. Some men eventually sold their crafts when they were onshore or might even be hired for specific commissions.
Here are some of the works of art on display. Unfortunately, the venue isn’t conducive to being able to find a spot without reflections, so you’ll have to enjoy them as is. If you’d like to see more examples from this display, you may click here: http://www.flysfo.com/museum/exhibitions/ship-shore-nautical-arts-san-francisco-maritime-national-historical-park. And for how to dress at the seaside, visit “People, Places and Bling”, http://peopleplacesandbling.com/2013/09/26/paris-tips-embracing-sailor-chic/. (more…)
Tags: animals, edible flowers, gourmet eating, Nature, photos, rabbits, writing
The sky darkens, thunder rolls. Rain engages in dance with giant hosta leaves. The brown rabbit sits motionless in the yard, ears at alert, eyes watching me at the window. Dinner interrupted. He (or perhaps she– how can I tell?) is still there when I put the blinds down against the oncoming dark, crouched in the middle of a island of dark green hues and various textures.
A few days ago, this same rabbit and three siblings, (friends?), frolicked outside the kitchen window, leaping and twisting madly in the air. Perhaps there’s rabbit-nip somewhere hidden in the bushes. They look soft and adorable with puffball tails, but their idea of a gourmet snack includes edible flowers…mine. A lovely little enclave of colors I had planted where the corner of the driveway intersected the lawn evidently appears to them to be a sushi bar. They seem to choose by color. All the small red flowers disappeared over the course of several nights. Eventually they moved on to other raw bars and natural foods restaurants and my flowers cautiously bloomed again.
Tags: animals, chipmunks, Nature, photos, travel, Wyoming
Tags: animals, bison, buffalo, Nature, photos, travel, Yellowstone Park
Not long after we were surrounded by the buffalo crossing the road (Why do buffalo cross the road? Who knows and who’s brave enough to try to stop an animal as large as a Smart Car?), we came up on a herd in the meadows on either side of the road. Try to imagine the days when herds of buffalo stretched for miles on the plains. What an awesome sight that must have been, in the true sense of the word!
Tags: animals, buffalo, hot springs, Nature, photos, thermal activity, travel, vacation, Yellowstone National Park
In the city, brake lights are generally a source of frustration and possibly road rage. In Yellowstone, brake lights mean one of two things: a traffic jam, probably due to construction, or animal sightings. All too often, they’re the former, but during this trip we were extremely lucky and only came to a few places where there was construction. An added bonus was not getting behind any RV’s, which make both seeing anything and passing them impossible. Choosing to visit on a Monday was a good choice.
After driving alongside Yellowstone Lake, a gigantic body of water, we came to our first string of vehicles and brake lights. Glancing hopefully ahead, we saw buffalo on either side of the road, with a few emerging from a nearby lake. We’d spotted a solitary buffalo (strictly speaking, a bison) earlier, but this was a group of thirty or forty and they were not only on either side, but crossing the road.
People were outside their vehicles, which stretched in both directions, as well as heading towards the main herd, while a park ranger tried to keep order and safely. One of the leaflets handed out when you enter the park warns you to keep at least 100 yards away from animals, but people tend to ignore the suggestion. We’ve seen people getting very close to have their pictures taken, not realizing that although the buffalo seem tame, they are wild animals that can run at speed and have gigantic heads complete with horns. As the buffalo began moving in our direction, the ranger yelled at everyone to return to their vehicles, which they actually did. The sight of an animal whose head is half the size of a large man can tend to have that effect.
The buffalo began to walk between vehicles and, as you can see from my pictures, they got rather close. We could have put our hands out and touched more than one and there couldn’t have been more than an inch or two between a potential buffalo robe and the front of the van more than once. It was as close as we could have gotten without going buffalo riding or giving one of the van seats to an animal. Some of the males were making noises that were a cross between a pig and a cow, making them sound as if they were complaining about all the gawkers.
Tags: animals, family, mountains, Nature, photos, road trip, Shell Canyon, travel, waterfall, Yellowstone
The alarm goes off at 4:15 am and I fumble in the dark to turn off the unfamiliar clock. I’m forced to turn on the light eventually but Bill will have to get up soon, too. After getting dressed, I load the cooler with lunch fixings and snacks, grateful for the list I wrote the day before when I wasn’t sleepy. Then it’s time to wake the rest of our group and when our older daughter and her boyfriend arrive, we load ourselves into the van (most of us wrapped in blankets) and we’re off on a one-day whirlwind trip to Yellowstone National Park, America’s first national park and a unique place.
It will take us about 3 1/2 hours just to get to the park’s entrance, not because of simple distance but because that distance has many literal ups and downs and the first part of our trip is on an unimproved road. For “unimproved road”, read “a road that you’re lucky to go 30 mph on.” The washboard surface can slow you to about 5 mph and the effect of hydroplaning without the water. Luckily, the road is relatively smooth this year and we can make good time.
We leave in the dark.
Tags: animals, Bighorn Mountains, horses, mountains, Nature, photos, travel, vacation
A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.
~Richard III, Shakespeare
Horses are an integral part of the TP experience, TP being where we have our cabin and go each summer. Most of the families own at least a few horses and the horses that aren’t owned by people in Sheridan who have places to keep them are turned out on a ranch over the winter where they run wild. After being out all winter, some of them run a bit wild in spring, too, when the whole herd is brought up the mountain. During the day, the horses hang out in the corral; at night, they’re run out to the pasture where they graze and sleep, until whoever is wrangling, rounds them up in the morning and herds them back to the corral. But it’s not all work. They even have a day off, Thursday.
Horses, like people, have friends, cliques, and foibles. There’s always a group or two who will try to bit or kick any horse that comes near and when a horse is turned out after riding, she may be chased by this group on the way to the horse with whom she hangs out. When a new horse arrives, he’ll usually get picked on until he finds a friend and/or fights back. Bullying isn’t just for people.
Each horse has a different thing, or more than one, that it finds scary. To one, it’s the little chattering squirrels running along downed logs. To another, it’s cattle. Some horses are afraid of things you, the rider, can’t even see. But one thing most horses are united about–there are monsters out there and if you’re the lead horse, the monsters will get you first! Consequently, the lead horse has to be on the alert, entitled (at least in its eyes) to be a little crazy, prance a bit, act up if it can get away with it. The rest of the horses in the line can relax. If the monster comes, while it’s getting the lead horse and rider, they (and hopefully their riders, if they’ve managed to stayed on), will be running like the wind in the opposite (or any other) direction. So they can take it easy if they want.
Nevertheless, riding is one of my joys, providing a way to get into places that would be too far to walk, too difficult or, sometimes, impossible to reach by vehicle. And it’s a joy I look forward to enjoying each and every summer.