To hell with class

Who cares about the bride? We all know it's really about the hats. I love you door-knocker-hat-lady otherwise known as Beatrice. You are so going to make an awesome, crazy, cat-hoarding Great Aunt to someone one day.
Although, this other one is way cooler. I so want it!

A gift for Gert

I saw feet poking out of the bed this morning and couldn't help but think of how you adore them - the wiggling toes, the attractive veins. etc. So, here's a little something from me to you. Love ya!

One more from the road

Mr sent me a link to this when he was traveling. Now every time I hear it, I know I'm perfect - yay! Guess he's trying to keep me humble.

Smoke on water

Beautiful gray day today. The lakes got all misty and ethereal. Also, we have a lovely visitor...

It's about bloomin' thyme!

Post-apocalyptic surfing to Buddy Holly

The natural balance

Clearly we are destroying our fellow co-inhabitants on this planet at an alarming rate. Goodbye big mammals, hasta la vista creatures of the sea, happy trails northern flying squirrels. Now is the time for our farmed, cloned and mutant friends to shine.

In any case, with this rise in decimation, there is also apparently a huge rise in activism, both armchair and otherwise. This should be a good reaction, no? There are so many different groups vying though, how does one decide which is the most useful to get behind?

Today the NY Times posted a piece about how the U.S. Dept. of Fish & Wildlife is totally under siege. There are so many groups demanding that a huge variety of our fellow creatures get protection under the 'endangered species' title. It is a sad state of affairs. At this rate, we'll soon have more endangered species than fish in the ocean.