Friday, May 25, 2018

another gold rush

A 100 oz gold nugget was found in the northern part of the state, in the same area that prompted the California gold rush....worth ~$170,000.

I LOVE THE SCOTS

Ardnamurchan Trust, a Highlands charity, working with a local whiskey distillery, has initiated a uniquely Scottish campaign to encourage local children to get an education.  Casks of whisky are to be bought for children age 10 to 17 in a west Highland community for them to sell when they turn 18.  Once 18, they can sell the spirit back to the distillery or a bottling firm, potentially making more than £3,000, to fund further education or training.  Or, as in my case, drink it.



Thursday, May 24, 2018

One of the neighborhood bears got stuck in a car.


Poem by Chief tecumsah


“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.
Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

crab apple tree in bloom



Them fine apples not be far behind now.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

living Psalm 55


"Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!
    I would fly away and be at rest.
I would flee far away
    and stay in the desert.
I would hurry to my place of shelter,
    far from the tempest and storm.





Almost heaven Appalachia