Well…if you wanted to… you could do the same! Being honest… I virtually ran through the living quarters of the first family on the second floor of the White House…I’m just obsessed with the transition of… More
Meow! Yes, that is where this is going. My golden retriever whiskers want you to read some feline facts about cats who lived in The White House...beginning with Thomas Jefferson all…the way through to George W. Bush. I personally enjoyed learning that “Once, during a winter visit to General Grant’s headquarters, Lincoln rescued three half-frozen kittens from a Civil War battlefield telegraph hut. He tucked them in his coat and brought them back to the White House to join Tabby before finding a good home for them.” Tabby was Tad’s cat, Lincoln’s son.
Just think…rescuing animals has been going on since people have cared. Now…now that is a hopeful ending. Meow and peace peeps.
This word seems commonplace these days…perhaps a societal statement of the times.
Each creature on earth weaves its unique tapestry of life.
Gray in the window
Winter settles natures scene
The Subtle stillness
Haiku poem by PamelaWLucas 1/4/17
Photo by PamelaWLucas 1/3/17
Answers are satisfying but not always readily available.
Inching up the tree
A Red Bellied Woodpecker
Haiku poem by PamelaWLucas 1/2/17
Red Bellied Woodpecker photographs by Facebook Friend, Tara McLaughlin, Charlottesville, VA
I was simply surfing the Internet looking for a golden find…and voila!…yes you need to check out this truly cool man who recycles concrete, lives in the great Commonwealth of Virginia and who could not dispose of 43 president heads…I know..what? Well, history gives us 44 presidents to date…right?!….but the bust money ran out for making a 44 head…and now here comes 45…that is the next President… Mr. T is coming up on January 20… 2017 or bust…paws up peeps!