Another Richmond Mural

This mural was done in the Vincenty of the Mural I presented a week or two ago under the challenge heading of ‘hands‘. The message was worthy of passing along as was the art work, even though a bit primitive.

A close up view of a well advised message.

The big picture of how this wall ties in with the building on which it is painted.

These murals are located on the South side of Richmond, in an older, more run down part of town.  As with all cities, some areas are better than others.

Antique Fire Hydrant

Last week when I went to Staunton. The orples came along. They are sneaky that way. While I was out and about doing my thing, they were evidently exploring the town too. Check them out, checking out an antique fire hydrant. You never know what your might find, if you pay attention.

“Wowie, Zowie, Olivia!”, check this thing out!, Oscar shouted in delight.

For those of you new to my blog, please let me introduce you to Olivia and Oscar Zimp.  They are the accidental creation of a scientific project gone wrong. You can read all about them, in my first book “How Orples Came To Be“.  These two characters have been busy since they’ve come about. They have already remodeled their “Treasure Tree” to accommodate their new needs, as outlined in book 2  … “The Orples Make A Tree Home“, of the orples series. They have learned to read, as is evident from book 3 … “The Orples Learn To Read“. This book has so recently come about, that it has not even been announced yet. I am waiting for the e-book to be ready for sale. But the softcover version is now available for sale on amazon.com

Although they try to stay out of sight, the orples have been observed outside of the orples books in various photographs.  If you care to take a peek, you can go to the Orples in Photos section of my side bar.  If you care to learn more about the orples in general, then I invite you to explore the Orples Overview category of my blog.  For a peek into the begins of their story, please check out Insight into How Orples Came To Be . Part 1 … which has links to parts 2,3,4, & 5 from there. Those post include pages out of my first book should you care to explore orples further.  Please keep in mind these loveable little creatures are looking for new friends, so don’t be shy!  They’d love a visit, you know.  In the meantime, Happy Blogging.

Revisiting Staunton, Virginia . Part 2

These are a few more photos of my trip to Staunton last weekend. Some of these give a better view of the lay of the land.

A close up view of the preceding photo

I think these buildings are a little newer than some of the surrounding buildings. If I remember correctly, they were added in the 1960’s and may have replaced older structures. I really don’t know. I added them because the gardens are so pretty.

Sadly, the power lines overhead take away from the charm of the brick in this/these fabulous old structure(s).

This photo gives a good feel for the incline of the street.

Another good view of the terrain.

Rear corner of the old Mill building.

Monsanto . another power grab.

I pray that the people of the WORLD will stand up and say “no” to the G8 summit meeting, although I wonder if we even have a voice.

Monsanto in Charge of Ending Hunger in Africa
by Yifat Susskind
Organic Consumers Association / News Report
Published: Sunday 27 May 2012

This past weekend, President Obama hid out from protesters at Camp David. He was hosting the leaders of the world’s eight wealthiest economies, known as the G8. As they readied to meet, on Friday, Obama put forward his New Alliance for Food Security and Nutrition.

Notice how the titles of the ‘elite’ operations always suggest that the victim of their takeover will actually be benefited in some fashion from their benevolent (wink, wink) actions.  Monsanto needs to be stopped.

to read more …..
http://www.nationofchange.org/dont-put-monsanto-charge-ending-hunger-africa-1338125745

Sunday Photo Challenge . Door

Doors, doors, everywhere are doors … good thing they are not all the same old, same old … these may not be the snazziest of doors, but they do have a character of their own, so with that thought in mind … here are a few doors to add to Jake’s challenge for this week.  These doors are all in Staunton, Virginia. Please enjoy.

There appears to be a drop down when you enter through this door, or else it was cut short to fit the entry? I’m not sure which the case might be. Hmmm?

Two doors . different, but complimentary of each other.

I thought here, the stoop was more interesting than the door, but others might not share my opinion. Such is life.

Weekly Photo Challenge . Summer

Olivia and Oscar have joined Jacob to eat some ice cream sandwiches in celebration of summer. Yum! They’ve been so left out lately, it is past time for a treat, or so I’ve been told.

The orples just love Summer!

Monsanto and the United States bully France

No matter where you live, Monsanto is (or should be) an issue. I thought this article was worth sharing. Please feel free to re-blog, if you so desire. We need to expose these monsters and their bought off politicians for who they are.

Blatant Corruption Exposed as EU

Blocks France’s Ban on Monsanto’s

GMO Maize

Anthony Gucciardi
Natural Society / News Report
Published: Thursday 24 May 2012

France legislators and officials moved to ban Monsanto’s genetically modified strain of GMO maize over environmental and health concerns, the European Union has decided to step in and re-secure Monsanto’s presence in the country — against the very will of the nation itself. This should come as no surprise when considering the fact that the United States ambassador to France, a business partner to George W. Bush, stated back in 2007 that nations who did not accept Monsanto’s GMO crops will be ‘penalized’. In fact, ambassador Craig Stapleton went as far as to say that the nations should be threatened with military-styled trade wars.

to continue reading the article …..

http://www.nationofchange.org/blatant-corruption-exposed-eu-blocks-france-s-ban-monsanto-s-gmo-maize-1337874182

 

Rubber Ducky? Or not.

When I was in Staunton last weekend, these charming little characters were flaunting their personalities through a closed shop window. Thank God, or I may have spent a lot of money on a whim. At least now, if I go back, I’ll have had more time to choose the ones I really ‘can’t’ live without. These guys give the little yellow rubber duck a run for his money.

The reflections from across the street make these a little hard to see, but here’s the overview of the lot of them.

Here’s a closer look at what’s in the barrel. That one of Obama will probably become a collector’s item one day. Probably, infamously, I might add.

This provides a better peek at the selection on the ledge. If I had money, oh how I could waste it on fun stuff like this. I wonder if they sell bubble bath in this little shop too?

Sunday Photo Challenge . Pets

Magi gets the Top spot. He was/is (28 + years old,now … he was about 23 in the photo ) my number one. He was a wonderful friend, my fourth child, and the best trail partner a girl could ask for. He’d ride roadside at night, with lights blaring, or deep in the woods. We were trail mates for 19 years. You could pack this fine stead to the hilt, or double if the need arose, and Magi would carry the load.  Magi owns a piece of my heart and I hope if there is truly a heaven, Magi and I will meet again. I had to give Magi up due to the economy and for his better interest. He is in a happy, loving home with other horses to hang out with. I am sure his new owners love him as he deserves to be loved.

Beatrice Bunny (may she RIP) and Chicky Monster checking each other out. These are two of my adoptive critters, courtesy of my youngest son, when his ship sailed to answer the call of “Freedom Endurance”. At the time, it was a noble deed. Eventually, I set Beatrice free and she hung out with the gang, outdoors, for thirteen months thereafter, answering to the call of ‘kitty,kitty’. She died at about 5 years old. Something bit her, I think. Chicky Monster is old now. I’ve had him for 10 years … more of him to come. 🙂

This is Chicky Monster when I lived in Danville. He was so kind to pose for the photo, I had to post it. 🙂 At that point Monster was about 5. I still have this cat, although he is getting old … like everybody else, I know. LOL.

Stray (may he RIP) asleep with Jacob.

I did a post about Stray already and used this same photograph, so it may look familiar.  I wish I’d taken more photos of Stray.

Abby … aka “Aaaa baaaaaah gail” .

At one point I owned a little horse property in Dinwiddie Country, Virginia.   Abby was my house warming gift from my son, Brice, when I first started setting up house/farmette keeping.   Abby was supposed to eat brush, but preferred horse feed and hay, so she ended up being a loved yard ornament.  Abby loved the horses, and managed to break her hind leg getting under them, so I had to have her leg set (a story in itself), then separate her from her friends.  She was not a happy Camperette at all.

April and Trixy

For those of you who have followed my blog for while, Trixy may be a familiar face already.  If you don’t recognize her, I did a post featuring Trixy.  I also gave her a spot in my orples books.   April was bought to be a companion goat for Abby.  April thought she was a dog and would not hesitate to jump up in your lap.  She was so funny, but a little terror, too.  With those sharp hoofs, she could tear things up.  As time went on, I built a sizable pen for Abby and April to run around freely in.

These are but a few of the many pets I’ve had throughout my life.

If you, too, would care to spread the word, please do so from the orginial source. This is a message worth spreading. Together, we might be able to make a difference. 🙂 Thanks.

The Photographic Journey of bulldog.

Please consider re blogging this post to make the world aware of an injustice to animals for having a horn…………..

An injustice taking place in Southern Africa at the moment, is the unprecedented slaughter of the Rhinoceros. Why, so that someone can say he has a rhino horn medicine that can cure him of his ailments.. The truth being that he may as well crush his own finger nails, as that is what the horn consists of..

These poor animals, killed, their horn removed and they left to waste where they were shot. A case has just been heard in the courts of so called justice, where the accused found guilty, he had to be guilty, his fine a mere R200 000 or $25 000, where the law allows for a R10 000 000 fine and 10 years in jail.

This is not a deterrent to the poachers, they are…

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