It’s ALIVE!
Custom fine art prints and stock photography, with more to come.
Finally, it’s ALIVE.
Now the hard work really starts! ![]()
Custom fine art prints and stock photography, with more to come.
Finally, it’s ALIVE.
Now the hard work really starts! ![]()
Certain songs hit you, stopping you in your tracks and forcing you to listen to their lyrics. That’s how Anne Murray’s “A Little Good News” hits me whenever I hear it.
The lyrics are as apt today as when it was written… just replace “Lebanon” and “Ireland” with “Afghanistan”, “The Gulf” or similar (though sadly, without any changes, it’s still accurate.)
The song also reminds me there’s a reason 99% of my news consumption is online, under my own control, rather than through the television (where “if it bleeds, it leads”).
I felt compelled to post this via email to family and a couple of friends, because it touched me immediately.
Think you have life hard? There’s always someone who has a rougher road…
One such person is a young woman whom I had not heard of until today, as I read a CNN article about the ethical repercussions of “face transplants“.
Her name is Jacqueline Saburido and her story is tragic, yet inspiring… You should also read the Austin American-Statesman chronicle of her story (it’s worth the free but tedious online registration).
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Several weeks ago, Dad emailed us with an anecdote from his ongoing adventures in England. Reading the driving directions to a location he would be travelling to, he read the following: “…pass a Pelican crossing and turn RIGHT…”
A PELICAN crossing? We have all heard of or seen duck or cow crossing signs. State and national park visitors are familiar with hiker, bicyclist and even equestrian (horse) crossing signs. But who knew PELICANS needed crossings, too?
Inspired by the Brits’ obvious need for a suitable sign for such crossings, I Photoshopped one (using one of our pelican photos as the inspiration) and sent it to Dad:
** Pelican Crossing
The blog is still naked, and that’s more than a little embarassing now that I know a couple folks I’d rather impress than “ho hum” to death have visited. I’ll tuck away some time to at least dress this place up a bit soon.
Anyway, it’s a lovely day here:
- The windows are open and the birds are singing (OK, so they are just starlings — the bird world’s version of a juvenile delinquent. You take what you can get!)