Stepping away from the horrors of the news and the state of our society…
The Northern Lights put on a good show for parts of the U.S. (and presumably other countries), after a powerful solar flare last Wednesday.
I have seen the lights once in my life, and was so startled at what I was seeing, I didn’t actually comprehend the sight, and didn’t appreciate it properly. Afterall, I lived in the panhandle of Idaho at the time, but no one in the area could remember seeing the lights that far south. Derp.
Seeing the lights again is definitely on my Bucket List!
This is our daily open thread — Have any of you seen this weekend’s light show?
Stephen Fry discusses the power of language in our seeming quest to destroy “the other.”
I had a facebook “friend” who would respond to some of my posts in the most vile manner, and I asked her why she was being so vicious and aggressive. She said she just didn’t think Liberals were moral people, so she didn’t really care about their [my] feelings. WOW.
Like he says, once you dehumanize someone else, it’s possible to do just about anything to them — and it’s absolutely true.
This is our daily open thread — Be careful out there, people.
One of my most cherished LPs in the late 60s was Projections from The Blues Project.
The hunky guy in the middle is Danny Kalb, the lead guitar (second from the left is Al Kooper). After the band broke up Kalb went through rough personal days and never got the recognition he deserved. In 1969 he recorded one album with Stefan Grossman and that LP, Crosscurrents, was a favorite in my vinyl collection. Something jostled in my memory this week and I discovered that Crosscurrents was available on CD–I’m looking at it right now, still in its wrapper waiting to go home with me.
I finally got to see The Blues Project in concert in the early 80s during their reunion tour. Some of their voices had aged badly but their musical chops were still excellent. This video is from an acoustic set of Danny Kalb’s. I think it’s worth a listen with some tasty work at the three-minute mark.
…well, he hasn’t got a name yet, but here’s our new little guy. Sorry, the pictures are a tad grainy/blurry because we used Wayne’s computer’s camera.
Our new little orange guy watches over Wayne’s shoulder
The little guy falls asleep anywhere/anytime (like a minute after this shot was taken)
Such a serious face for such a youngster.
Please help us come up with a name for this little guy. So far all I’ve come up with is “Joker”, because he pantsed Wayne the other night, pulling Wayne’s sweats down in his efforts to climb up Wayne’s leg. He’s amazingly self-possessed, and the rebuffs from the other cats don’t seem to faze him for more than a moment. For the most part, the others seem to be starting to accept his presence, if not his friendly/playful overtures. However, our two older boys are usually out most of the time during this nice weather, so their encounters are infrequent. Importantly, though, Troi has gone from hissing/growling anytime the kitten is near, to allowing him to sleep actually touching her on the couch, and to eat from the same plate. The other night he was sleeping with his nose up against one of Troi’s paws. Not bad progress for less than a week.
This is our daily open thread–please feel free to comment on cat names or whatever subject is on your mind today.
I don’t know why I like combines, but I just think they’re awesome — especially when they’re harvesting a steep hillside. I didn’t get any good shots of combines on hillsides, because I didn’t remember to toss the tripod in the car. *sad face*
I took these photos outside of Moscow, Idaho, earlier this month. Typically, the entire month of August is spent getting the wheat harvested.
Another awesome thing about combines is the annual Combine Demolition Derby at the Lewis County Fair in Nezperce, Idaho. I’m not a fan of the demolition derby, but switch out the cars for combines, and I am transfixed!