Thursday, July 31, 2008
I decided to submit one of my favourite pictures of Foofur, made 5 years ago when we were rebuilding downstairs. Many of you will recognise it, I guess. :-)
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Friday, July 25, 2008
Joel is a loan officer at Sterling Bank in Spokane, WA. He works downtown in a second story office building, overlooking busy Riverside Avenue. Several weeks ago he watched a mother duck choose the cement awning outside his window as the uncanny place to build a nest above the sidewalk. The mallard laid nine eggs in a nest in the corner of the planter that is perched over 10 feet in the air. She dutifully kept the eggs warm for weeks and Monday afternoon all of her nine ducklings hatched.
Joel worried all night how the mamma duck was going to get those babies safely off their perch in a busy, downtown, urban environment to take to water, which typically happens in the first 48 hours of a duck hatching.
Tuesday morning, Joel came to work and watched the mother duck encourage her babies to the edge of the perch with the intent to show them how to jump off! The mother flew down below and started quacking to her babies above. In his disbelief Joel watched as the first fuzzy newborn toddled to the edge and astonishingly leapt into thin air, crashing onto the cement below.
He couldn't watch how this might play out. He dashed out of his office and ran down the stairs to the sidewalk where the first obedient duckling was stuporing near its mother from the near fatal fall. Joel looked up. The second duckling was getting ready to jump! He quickly dodged under the awning while the mother duck quacked at him and the babies above. As the second one took the plunge, Joel jumped forward and caught it with his bare hands before it hit the cement. Safe and sound, he set it by the mamma and the other stunned sibling, still recovering from its painful leap.
One by one the babies continued to jump to join their anxious family below. Each time Joel hid under the awning just to reach out in the nick of time as the duckling made its free fall. The downtown sidewalk came to a standstill. Time after time, Joel was able to catch the remaining 7 and set them by their approving mother.
At this point Joel realized the duck family had only made part of its dangerous journey. They had 2 full blocks to walk across traffic, crosswalks, curbs, and pedestrians to get to the closest open water, the Spokane River. The onlooking office secretaries then joined in, and hurriedly brought an empty copy paper box to collect the babies. They carefully corralled them, with the mother's approval, and loaded them up into the white cardboard container. Joel held the box low enough for the mom to see her brood. He then slowly navigated through the downtown streets toward the Spokane River, as the mother waddled behind and kept her babies in sight.
As they reached the river, the mother took over and passed him, jumping into the river and quacking loudly. At the water's edge, the Sterling Bank office staff then tipped the box and helped shepherd the babies towards the water and to their mother after their adventurous ride.
All nine darling ducklings safely made it into the water and paddled up snugly to mamma duck. Joel said the mom swam in circles, looking back toward the beaming bank workers, and proudly quacking as if to say: 'See, we did it! Thanks for all the help!'
Thankfully, one of the secretaries had a digital camera and was able to capture most of it (except the actual mid-air catching) in a series of photographs of which I made the slideshow above.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Some interesting links about Luxembourg:
Some interesting links about Luxembourg:
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Before our vacation in Belgium I discussed it again with my psychiatrist and we decided to make the switch after the vacation. I phased out the fluoxetine and I am now building up the new one. Of course I have to start at a low dose. I knew it wouldn't be a pleasant period of time, I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I didn't expect it to be this tough...
I'm depressed all the time, nervous, restless, indifferent, even more tired and so on... I sleep long and deep, or I'm awake all night. My bad eating habits are back and I can't control it anymore. I hate myself, I hate my body. It's dark around me. I've fallen deep and it feels as if it will never end...
I'm a pain in the ass for the people around me. This week I hurt my best friend by attacking him in his soft spot, talking absolute nonsense. How can I do that? I don't recognise myself anymore. I'm so sorry... Ron does his best to help me every step of the way, but it is hard on him and I feel horrible and guilty about it. I don't want to be this burden I am at the moment, I love him so much..!
I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel now, but I know deep down it's there. I want to have faith, I will survive this!
God and Goddess
please grant me
The power of water
to accept the things I cannot change
with ease and grace
The power of fire
to change the things I can
with courage and energy
The power of air
to know the difference
through intuition and wisdom
And the power of earth
to handle the situation
with love and respect
Friday, July 18, 2008
There were stalls all around the square with herbal remedies, a medieval mustard maker, a potter, a silversmith, a blacksmith, a wood carver and lots more. The (real!) mayor of Kampen and his wife visited the square, dressed up in style. Enactment players and artists were all dressed up in medieval clothing too. One of them was Aye de Lichtekooi (the "Light Woman"), who was busy seducing men all day. The green goblins of Greenthingz were great as usual!
The children's farm had provided donkeys and goats. A falconer had come with three birds of prey. Children could try archery and fighting with (wooden) swords. Adults could try and buy a bit more serious stuff.
At the end of the day a ship arrived on the river IJssel with "enemies" from Zwolle. A battle breaks out and the knights come to the rescue. In the end a truce is arranged and everyone gathers to eat and drink together.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Thirteen Principles of the Wiccan Belief
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
“If a woman who left school in 1914, can embrace the internet in her 106th year, what is there you can’t do, friend?”
Some time ago I told you about Olive Riley, world's oldest blogger. I'm sad to tell you Olive has left us... At the age of 108 she passed away peacefully in the nursing home on July 12th. I was a regular visitor of her blog "The Life of Riley" and I will miss her messages dearly. I posted my favourite Olive-quote next to her picture in this post. Just one of her witty and wise sayings... She will be missed by her many many blogging friends all over the world. We all knew it was bound to happen, but didn't we all wish she would become at least 208 years old!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
The Red panda, also known as the Lesser panda, lives in the bamboo forests of the Himalayas, as does its larger cousin the Giant panda. Pandas are an endangered species.
See live footage here (wmv-file) or here (YouTube)!
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
The only good thing is that after I emptied myself I could control the vomiting reflex going on and on by using breathing techniques I know from meditation. That saved me the very sore throat I had last week.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
What's your slogan??? You can post it in a comment or let me know when you put it on your blog too.
Monday, July 07, 2008
I promised to tell you about my Litha / Midsummer! I attended two lovely celebrations.
Saturday the 21st we drove back from Lier to the Mastbos in Breda. Under "my" tree we had a picknick with friends and did a ritual. The weather was wonderful and we enjoyed ourselves very much! The ritual was dedicated to Titania and Oberon, queen and king of the little folk.
Before we started I found a good branch to use as a staff / big wand to cast the circle. Later I took it with me to Lier, where I removed the bark. Now it's home with me and I want to decorate it a little. Great to have a part of that magnificent tree...
We had all brought a liitle jar with water. We wrote down two wishes (one for ourself, one for someone else) and tear them into shreds in the jar. Then we did a guided visualisation to charge the wishes. After a while we were interrupted by two women, who kept on quarreling which way they would go. It wasn't nice to be disturbed, but we also burst out into laughter.
After the ritual we drove and walked to the river Mark, where we emptied our jars in the flowing water. In the end the water flows to the sea. That way our wishes were entrusted to the Gods and the elements.
Sunday the 22nd we went to the LithaLier Midsummer festival, organised by PFI Belgium, Camelot Boom and Greencraft. On fields in the outskirts of Lier was a magical fair with stalls, workshops, music, covered wagon trips, tree walks, etc. For the owners of our cottage I bought a little pixie figurine with a harp. We left it in sight on a shelf in the cottage when we went home with a bottle of wine and a thank-you-note.
There were very interesting stalls from all kinds of sellers: bee products, gemstones, crafty work, herbs & spices and lots more. I walked around several times. I was enchanted by a beautiful wooden Book-of-Shadows-box with gorgeous image burnt into it, but it was too expensive. Absolutely worth the price, but I didn't have it.
When I was looking at some brochures in the last booth someone threw a ball of paper towards me. It was Wynndig! I know her from an e-maillist and met her several times. Good to see her again! She gave a workshop chanting and of course I attended. We sang the most well-known chants. I didn't know all of the chants, but they aren't difficult to learn. We had fun and it sounded quite good actually. Some girls could add a second voice, that sounded even better!
Unfortunately we couldn't stay for the ritual. We had walked around a lot and Ron's knee was hurting. So we said our goodbyes and drove back to the cottage.
You can see my pictures here!
Friday, July 04, 2008
I have started with a new anti-depressant a few days ago, so we consulted the psychiatrist / doctor. I was glad to hear it couldn't be caused by that; it is just a stomach flu. Just very unpleasant! I've slept a lot and eaten lightly. Early into bed and better tomorrow, I hope!
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Some interesting links about Belgium:
Some interesting links about Belgium:
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
(picture by IJs)
This is Molly. I met her when we were sightseeing and taking pictures in the Begijnhof (beguinage) in Lier, created in 1258 and now a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
(picture by Wonder)Molly walked to me when I made a special sound to call her. Of course I made time to stroke her and talk to her. She followed me through the lovely little streets. Her human mother smiled when she watched us and told me her name. Molly, a beautiful and friendly cat...