Zzzzen….

29 06 2010

So I have a horse:

Missie says, "Wake me up and I'll bite you!"

 Yes, she’s beautiful, believe me she knows it…. anyway, to get training for her (which I need since she’s much smarter than I alone) I clean stalls at a local ranch every Monday in trade.

There’s a fine art to cleaning manure. Horses walk, all the time, constantly; they even sleep on their feet. So the poo doesn’t stay in nice easily-scooped little piles (well, not little, exactly); it gets trampled all over heck, and you have to use a rake to get all the pieces, or else spend hours more than necessary.
   
It was Monday. I raked… I scooped… I defended my wheelbarrow against horses who like to scratch themselves on it and inadvertently tip it over, I dodged bites, I sweated, I raked again. Then (in the middle of a particularly juicy curse aimed at a diabolical pony named, deceptively, Sugar) I looked back and saw the rake’s marks in the dust. They were beautiful. Heatstroke may have had a hand in this, but I swear, the whole ground was just these lovely soft curving lines, like the tracks of a hundred mysterious snakes.
Before Sugar ran off with my shovel, it reminded me of one of those Zen gardens, where monks comb lines into the sand around big boulders.
    
It was an unexpectedly tranquil moment and I am really glad I didn’t miss it. There were even a few butterflies in my ‘zen’ garden (they are attracted to the salt in the horsie pee). It was the perfect touch. So, lesson: look for the beauty that is left after poo is removed!
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Lovely Links

15 05 2010
I am so very tired. These past few weeks have been hectic- getting together the school’s art show, scholarship after scholarship, senior presentations, getting ready for graduation, job hunting…. So I am off to take a nap after this, with my own cat. Enjoy the link roundup.
  • Yes, I am linking to xkcd again. Deal, because it’s amazing.
  • Are you a globetrotter? Yeah, me neither, but if we ever win the lottery, now you’ll know how to dress for whatever country you go to first.
  • Get a piece of paper, write the sentence, “She sells seashells by the seashore,” and then go here. You’ll find out all sorts of interesting things.
  • Barefoot devotees, unite!
  • I don’t think I’ve ever read anything negative about Switzerland in the news. This is possibly the best thing they’ve ever done- one more step into changing the ‘pets as property’ view our legal system holds here. I would totally be an abused animal lawyer…. 
  • I have a vague feeling I may have linked to Someone Once Told Me before, but too bad. It’s great, go (re)visit it.
  • An incredibly rare Buddhist flower bloomed in an even odder place. This flower looks as if it belongs on some blasted silvery moonscape- beautiful.

Rarely seen Buddhist Udumbara flowers, which blossom every 3,000 years, found under washing machine, Lushan Mountain, Jiangxi province, China

  • Aaaah! Monsters! In real places!!! Run!
  • Charlotte the Spider could, perhaps, use some work on her vocabulary.
  • Taking photos is fun. Having to look at photos like these is not. Be original, escape the nineties, people.
  • A-a-Achooo! Oh, god, there goes my eardrum/vertebrae/eyeball. Crap. Who knew sneezing was so dangerous?
  • This is an alphabet, but better, because it’s comprised entirely of cuddly, fluffy, adorable baby animals.
  • The eleven species that ‘win’ the Animal Kingdom Olympics.
  • Ten profound truths the author wishes she had known sooner in life.




Oh dear…

5 12 2009

Someone just found my blog by searching, “a giraffe with wings having sex”.

I write about abortion and get, like, 30 hits from totally normal people. But put a picture of a giraffe up and *bam* the furries come out… The internet is so weird.





Slurp.

26 11 2009

giraffe01.jpg

Oh yes.

That, my friends, is a giraffe enjoying the delicious tastiness of your computer screen.

That giraffe says, “Go here and draw a giraffe! Help that blog get goin’!”

Note carefully that she does not say, “Goez heer so i can haz frend?!” because giraffes, in addition to high heads, have high I.Qs. Nevertheless, they are afraid of cats, who do speak that way… maybe you should be afraid, too.

funny pictures of cats with captions





Things to Do… On Halloween!

16 10 2009

Right now, I’m anxiously awaiting the 31st of October. My costume is sitting neatly folded in my closet and I’m ticking down the days with bated breath. Think about it; what other day of the year has an atmosphere so delightfully eerie and dark, when freaks are celebrated and an extra appendage or two is a good thing?

  • Catch a pet spider, the bigger and hairier, the better. (Let him go after a day or two, though!)
  • Go to a really old graveyard. Pay attention to unusual names, take rubbings of the headstones, or take a total ’90’s goth-weeping-on-a-tombstone picture for your Myspace.
  • Be the cool house that hands out full candy bars.
  • Conquer a fear. Scared of snakes? Go visit an exotic reptile house. Terrified of heights? Rent a luxurious hotel room on an upper level.
  • Create your own drinking game to play while walking around. For example, everytime you see an eleven year old girl showing more skin than Pamela Anderson, take a shot!
  • Turn all the lights off and watch the scariest movies you can find alone. Sleep with one eye open, if you can at all.
  • If your hair is usually curly, straighten it, and vice versa. Always blonde? Try some temporary brown dye. You’ll feel like a stranger is in your mirror.
  • If your pet is good-natured, let them join in on the fun.

  • Make pumpkins work for you.
  • Carve something to sit on your porch that’s unusual. Watermelons in particular look stunning.
  • Do something kind for a younger one. Take your annoying little cousin to her school’s carnival, give your candy to the neighbor kids, whatever. The holiday has extra magic for them.
  • Embrace an alter ego. Don’t just dress up, become your character; use your imagination, devise an interesting backstory, hell, hand out brochures detailing your adventures.
  • Write everything with a quill pen and deep red ink.




Creatures of Fantasy

30 07 2009

It sounds rather trite, but sometimes the things that we dream up inside our own skulls aren’t half as incredible as the real life things that exist on our wonderful, wonderful planet. Nature has provided plenty of fairy-tale beasts to inspire us, and in honor of that, here is one of my favorites, an awe inspiring denizen of the deep that very little is known about.

 

The narwhal is sometimes called ‘the unicorn of the sea’ for obvious reasons. These whales usually travel in pods of about 20 or 30, but gatherings of up to 100 have been reported! Only the males grow their amazing spiraling horns, which are actually teeth, and no one is sure what purpose they serve. The horn of the horse-like unicorn we’re all more familiar with was once thought to nullify poisons, and I like to imagine that these aquatic guardians roam our oceans and purify them in much the same way.





Cruelty

21 06 2009

I love reading the news. It’s an educating and often fun experience, and I have about four good sites bookmarked that I click through every day. However, all too often I run across headlines like this: “Woman Pleads Guily to Dragging Dog With Car”. I didn’t link to the story because in all honesty, I couldn’t read it, it made me heartsick.

I’ve been raised with animals of all types, and I like more of the new animals that I meet than the new people. Even for people who’ve never had any time around a family dog or seen a horse, how can they possibly do the cruel and horrible things that they do? One time in art class, the upperclassman boy I had a raging crush on laughingly related a story about injecting a kitten with gasoline and then lighting it on fire. It was told calmly, as if he were talking about a party the night before or a funny movie he’d seen. Other people, sometimes friends I’ve known for a long time and who have always seemed to be very good people, think nothing of brutally kicking their dog out of the way, teasing and terrifying their cockatiel, small side actions done with no thought.

I have a very hard time understanding this, and frankly, I believe that parents need to take more responsibility in helping children understand that animals feel pain and emotion. When I was about five, I got bored and pulled on our cat’s tail, and believe me, my mom put an end to that pretty quick, and she also explained to me that I was hurting Petunia. It sickens me and worries me that casual cruelty to animals is so rampant, and these actions are fairly minor in the broad scope of things humans do  to our fellow animals.

Yes, I realize that many, many human beings go through unbelievable tribulations every day. This also saddens me deeply. Of course, some cruelties will always be practicd on both animals and people, no matter what we do. But maybe teaching sympathy for the so-called ‘lesser life forms’ would engender sympathy for the so-called ‘higher beings’? I believe that more stringent action is needed. Say something when your friend kicks their dog! Report the person next door who is starving their horses! Please, please do something to stop this disgusting cycle, and teach everyone you can!