That's freakin' WAY cute.
Well they do have Morrigon nose. O.o
Very cute. They resemble hedgehogs i used to own.
I've never seen a baby porcupine but if I had to guess, I'd have said baby hedgehogs. They're prickly and adorable!
hmmmm...I think you're right. baby porcupine
But in my defense, google "baby porcupines" and note what pops up over and over.
omg, so cute ... but watch them grow into pricks..
Omg....cute overload lol
that picture has just brightened my day.
Now how cute is that!!! Aww their little feet
Ith it bad that your nick maketh me lithp, ThothLethtat?
Hey,I thaw that pro too!
bwa ha ha ha
I hadn't thought about that, really.
I wish I could go back and set up a really cool nick, but all the good ones were taken. And I didn't want a nick with lots of xXxXx's or 666's...
so there it is.
You know, if you say my name thrice at midnight into a candle-lit mirror... I might just appear.
With ithecream thandwicheth and cookieth.
I must admit that I prefer 666 to having the equally unoriginal 'Lestat'.
Funnily though, I chose my nick nine years ago, way before I got into vampires and the serious side of the occult and for a very specific reason.
i know, i know... i just didn't give it much thought. I didn't think I'd stick around but i got addicted and now i'm stuck with my retarded name.
Some new faces are in my journal and that makes me very happy. If I've never met you or spoken to you, please feel free to comment or message. If you just like to read, that's cool, but don't be shy or feel like it's a clique. This is a great way for us to get to know each other, so leave your graffiti anywhere you like!
...and it's ok, even encouraged, to disagree with me now and then! (Though I want to make it perfectly clear that I am always right!)
I agree that you are always right, though at times, you can be mistaken for being correct.
Graffiti? *grabs spray paint can and starts writing* This lady rocks y'all!
I have missed leaving little foot prints through your journal, but I am making up for lost time. :)
Graffiti, you say?
Well, I finally did it. I put up a portfolio. I've avoided doing so for a long time.
I wanted it to be uniquely me and I think I finally figured out how to do that - I added my words. Each image has at least one line from something I've written. It feels so much better to me now, more personal. I just can't help my desire to tell stories.
I hope you will take a look and let me know what you think.
To express yourself in words is one thing ... but now you do it with your eye ....
I am so pleased I tripped on your profile when I did ... soooo refreshing.
I hope you will rotate your pictures and add the personal touch that is with words.
Ooooh....*Runs to look*
Wow! I have to go check it out!
After my meeting, I drove to River Road and climbed the levee. There were some horses grazing, so I took a few shots.
Very beautiful. Magnificent creatures; calming setting.
Thanks, I love the last one. He was eyeballing me in case I tried to scoop up on his grass.
It was an amazing walk.
The last one is an excellent close-up shot. Were you using a 55-200MM lens on that one?
I like the first one for the range of colors.. the shadows created by the sun decending to the horizon... the contrast between the golden colors of the horse, the bright green grass and the dark blue water in the background makes it really pop.
After birra comments... my "Wow- these are wonderful" seems kind of sad. lol
*leaves a cookie*
Thank you for your journal.
What beautiful horses :)
*sniffs* I'm getting kinda suspicious of these cookies. You've been pushing them lately and I'm wondering what's in them.
I grew up with sassafras tea and my grandmother's homemade file' (You pronounce that "fee lay.") File' is the dried and coarsely crushed leaves of the sassafras tree used to make gumbo thicken up. She would crush the leaves and place them into a clean and dry jar. She would wrap the outside of the jar with aluminum foil so that the light would not hasten its breaking down to powder. We still have a jar on the shelf, though she has been dead many years now.
I just bought 2 sassafras saplings today to plant around my home. The scent of sassafras has reminded me for some time now of someone dear to me. It is the warm smell of tea, cold homemade root beer, and file' gumbo...the smell of woody bark and the earth. I need this tree around me to connect the old with the new. It will grow and shade my home, my children, and one day, my grandchildren, I hope.
I wondered about why this scent would remind me of a person I have never met. I researched the history of the tree and found some things that interested me. I doubt this will be a great read for most of you, but it's where I was tonight. Sources are cited:
In his biography of London, Peter Ackroyd describes the eighteenth-century drink saloop:
Saloop was a hot, sweet beverage made from a decoction of sassafras wood, milk, and sugar, and sold for three halfpence a bowl; the name is supposed to have been derived from the slopping sound of those drinking it in the street.
The Biggest Sassafras
American Forests, May-June, 1994 by Whit Bronaugh
In 1603 the merchants of Bristol, England, sent two ships to the New World to fill their cargo holds with a treasure. This venture was not a risky hunt for gold or precious stones but rather a prudent investment in sassafras oil. Native Americans extracted the oil from the bark of sassafras roots to ward off evil and sickness.
Sassafras bark was one of the first exports of the Jamestown Colony. By the time the Bristol merchants marketed their shiploads of sassafras, the price had risen to 336 English pounds per ton, equivalent to $25,200 a ton today.
The Singular Sassafras.
From: American Forests | Date: 3/1/1989 | Author: Clepper, Henry
Sassafras is the sole representative of its genus in North America.
The tree's most distinguishing characteristic is its leaves. On the same tree, three different leaf-forms may be found. The shape may be entire and somewhat elliptical, mitten-shaped with either right-or left-hand lobes, or three-lobed.
When chewed, the leaves and twigs become mucilaginous and promote salivation. This was helpful to me when I was fighting forest fires and water was scarce. If I could find a sassafras tree, I knew I could relieve my thirst by chewing its leaves.
As Donald Culross Peattie tells it in his informative, Natural History of Trees (1950), Nicholas Monardes compiled a treatise on the resources of the "New Founde Worlde." He reported that the Indians would gather sassafras roots that would cure the "sicke of any grief." Specifically, he claimed that it was a remedy for malaria and other fevers. Peattie's assumption is that the importance of sassafras to the aborigines was in its aromatic qualities. Its potent and agreeable odor was believed to be a defense against evil spirits, according to then-current superstition.
In Europe, the English as well as other nationalities were eager to accept the reputed claims for the Indian medicine. In 1603, a company was formed in Bristol to send two vessels to the New World, principally with the intention of bringing back cargoes of sassafras bark. Thus, sassafras was one of the first, if not first, forest product to be exported from what is now the mid-Atlantic states.
Captain John Smith, English colonist, sent sassafras to England as a medication in the early 1600s. But soon the bark was no longer credited with cures, although it was still used as a tonic to cleanse the system. Yet in America, it was known as the argue tree and was used to treat bronchitis, and kidney and respiratory ailments.
In his A New Voyage to Carolina (1709), John Lawson, surveyor-general of North Carolina, reported that the Indians esteemed most highly those plants considered to be curative. "Sassafras was a straight, neat, little tree . . . . treasured by the Indians for its aromatic roots, from which, when pounded, a potion could be brewed to refresh or cure, according to one's needs." Lawson marveled at the Indians' success in treating "one of our company for lameness by scratching the same limb with a comb of rattlesnake fangs and applying a dressing of dried and ground sassafras, binding it up well. The patient recovered completely in a day or two."
Mark Gatesby, an English naturalist who spent years in colonial American, wrote a two-volume book, A Natural History of Carolina, Florida, and the Bahama Islands (1754). He had an interesting comment on sassafras: "The Virtue of this Tree is well-known as the great sweetener of the Blood; I shall therefore only add, that in Virginia a strong Decoction of the Root has been sometimes given with good Success for an intermittent fever."
One day a friend and I are looking at the houses and covens. We come across the graphic representation of one of them and I think to myself, "my god, that looks like a pelvis and fallopian tubes."
So, I ask my friend what he thinks about it and he says, "I don't know, but something male inside me wants to fuck it."
Every time I see that damn image, I crack up. It's all I can see when I look at it!
My cat, Savvy, took a walk with me through the garden while I again put my hand to learning this new camera.
This is the second day I have had a chance to play with it.
Savvy sniffs out a good shot.
Knockout rose after a gentle shower.
The world is my bed.
Sweet Olive...tiny flowers with a heavenly fragrance
Plantation sugarcane drum and my cannas are reborn.
My pink roses are from a New Orleans bush that is over 50 years old.
Lovely shots. You have a beautiful part of the world :)
Related news, I just ordered myself a Canon xTi today, so I should have that within a week, to better capture the ugly part of the world I inhabit :)
Great eye. Gorgeous composition.
That fish needs serious help LOL
..thank you, for sharing these teach.
Thinking that this is a beautiful song...
Good luck in your move tomorrow morning. I hope it brings you the peace you're craving.
"River runnin' free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel
Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
And I'm feelin good"
With the receipt of a new camera, I am in a learning curve, trying to figure out how to use a piece of equipment that intimidates me. I handled it, admired it, even changed the lens. Last night was my first time snapping a photo with it. My first picture was of a vase that sits on a dresser beside my bed. In all honesty, I really wasn't sure I was taking the picture...I jumped when it snapped.
All of these were using the "auto" setting. It was pitch dark outside, despite the great job the flash did in recreating daylight. I would have preferred to keep some shadow and depth...but that will come. This was my camera and me getting acquainted.
The man in my life, Meatball.
A collection of jars on my mantel.
A favorite tchotchke.
Wooden vessels on the hearth.
Drawer pull on my old dresser.
Window garden and guardian angel.
Hey! I'm a guy, and I'm in your life! ;)
There all great pics babe
Very nice for a first night with an SLR :)
I particularly like the draw pull.
Very nice composition. No hinges?
And I'm jealous of Meatball.
Tonight when I got home from work, I had a box waiting for me on my doorstep. It was a new camera. My good friend had just bought himself a new SLR and was dying to share the fun with me....so my new early birthday present is:
Holy crap. That is a very nice camera. I am jealous!
I know...I struggled just getting the strap threaded on correctly. I'm thinking I have no business touching this lovely thing.
I've been drooling over the Canon version of that camera for ages, one of these days I am going to get one :)
Man.. I went out and got myself the D40X... I need new friends I guess!
AAAH awesome! Take pictures dammit!
HOLY RUSTED METAL BATMAN. Thats waht the world needs is a few more friends like that.
OMG! LOOK LOOK LOOK! The Center had this puzzle donated and the bidding just ended. We didn't originally know what we'd been donated. I still can't believe this puzzle brought in this much for the ministry! It was the most exciting bidding I've ever watched as a seller! I can't even exhale!
And yes, Stabb...you were right about it going up in the last minute left!
I may dance :)
Ahhhhh...as much as I enjoyed helping with the database, it's nice to have the ol' Sentoran t-shirt back again. It's comfy and familiar.
To Artemka and other Procurators, you have my renewed respect!
"if the T-shirt fits....." somehow doesn't have the same ring...lol
You guys get t-shirts? huh...*grumbles*
Art's a good-un.
Awwww shucks *blushes*
Its the Sentorans who get the respect, no-one really understands quite what you do and are quick to complain when you do it LOL
I got the T shirt :)