For the next two or three weeks, I'll probably be blogging after 7 p.m. (MDT), as I am at a house where I can't connect to the Internet during the day. I've enjoyed my past two days with Tugger and Sasquatch, but I must say that it's nice to be at home and sleep with Nedi and Lovey at night. Both of my kits are outside, running around as dusk falls. - And today I tried the "new" popcorn chicken available at Burger King; I had seen the new commercial for the past three nights, and I decided that popcorn chicken would hit the spot for supper tonight. First, though, I tried to purchase popcorn chicken at Kentucky Fried Chicken, but they no longer sell that item; so I went to BK. I was greatly disappointed by both the drive-thru service, and the fact that having waited for 5 minutes for the food to be prepared, both the fries and the chicken were not even warm as I drove away from the window. I microwaved both when I got home, but it just was not a good tasting meal.
Camelot was unable to win the St. Leger's yesterday; he finished second to Encke, a colt who had never won a race before. Aidan O'Brien, Camelot's trainer, said after the race that he should have entered another horse, to assure a quick pace at the beginning of the race. As it was, the pace was slow and steady, and Camelot just didn't have anything to run at. So Camelot became the tenth colt to win the first two races of the English Triple Crown, but couldn't win the St. Leger.
The Gators and the Gamecocks won their collegiate football games yesterday, but Virginia, Virginia Tech, and Colorado all lost. I just watched both the Jets and the Redskins lose today. I hope the Broncos can win tomorrow night. Maybe I should wear my orange and blue again tomorrow?
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Miscellany
Greg and Carolyn Remling (with Odie) appear at Piper Pride Day at the Humane Society's new shelter, All for Paws Boutique at the Indian River Mall, Vero Beach, Florida. The Remlings and Piper Aircraft, Inc. are huge supporters of the Humane Society; Greg is holding a new pamphlet, Economic Hardship Affects Pets, Too.
Camelot winning the 2012 Epsom Derby
Tim Tebow's muscular back (wearing Jockey, of course)
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Go, Camelot!
Wednesday's rain washed the haze, smoke, and particulates from the sky - but we had a haze building again yesterday afternoon. I wish we could get all the wildfires under control to our north, west, and northwest. Our last three sunrises have been beautiful - purple and lavender fading to pink and yellow, with the sun rising as a huge orange-yellow ball; and, once the sun is up, it paints the Flatirons with a golden light. It's just gorgeous.
My heart and mind will be with the bay colt Camelot today, as he tries to become the English Triple Crown winner today, running in the 2-mile St. Leger's. The last English Triple Crown winner was Nijinsky, who raced to glory in 1970, under jockey Lester Piggot. Of course, I do have an ulterior motive in cheering for Camelot - he is related to the horses I used to ride and work with at Sleepy Hollow Horse Farm in Micanopy. Camelot is a three-year-old, sired by Monjeu; on his dam's side (out of Tarzah), he traces back to Northern Dancer and *Forli. There have only been 15 winners of the English Triple Crown; nine other colts have gone into the St. Leger's with the first two legs of the Triple Crown under their belts, but have been unable to cover the 2-mile distance.
Since it's Saturday, I'll be watching football this afternoon and evening - I would do so this morning, too, but I'll be with Sasquatch and Tugger in a house without the internet and without a TV. I'll be reading and writing to entertain myself, besides playing with the cats. Nedi is out playing in the yard, while Lovey is asleep on the cat tree. Today is also brother-in-law Jim's 69th birthday, so I need to stop by their house and drop off his card and gift. Then I also get to take care of Mona and Boo while Kathy and Jim are off celebrating his birthday through Monday....
My heart and mind will be with the bay colt Camelot today, as he tries to become the English Triple Crown winner today, running in the 2-mile St. Leger's. The last English Triple Crown winner was Nijinsky, who raced to glory in 1970, under jockey Lester Piggot. Of course, I do have an ulterior motive in cheering for Camelot - he is related to the horses I used to ride and work with at Sleepy Hollow Horse Farm in Micanopy. Camelot is a three-year-old, sired by Monjeu; on his dam's side (out of Tarzah), he traces back to Northern Dancer and *Forli. There have only been 15 winners of the English Triple Crown; nine other colts have gone into the St. Leger's with the first two legs of the Triple Crown under their belts, but have been unable to cover the 2-mile distance.
Since it's Saturday, I'll be watching football this afternoon and evening - I would do so this morning, too, but I'll be with Sasquatch and Tugger in a house without the internet and without a TV. I'll be reading and writing to entertain myself, besides playing with the cats. Nedi is out playing in the yard, while Lovey is asleep on the cat tree. Today is also brother-in-law Jim's 69th birthday, so I need to stop by their house and drop off his card and gift. Then I also get to take care of Mona and Boo while Kathy and Jim are off celebrating his birthday through Monday....
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Friday, September 14, 2012
King Richard III
A contemporary drawing of King Richard III (center), his Queen Anne Neville (left), and their son, Edward, Prince of Wales.
A painting of King Richard III in the London National Portrait Gallery - this was painted by an unknown artist sometime in the 1500s (he died in 1485).
The 1912 poster for a French/US film of Shakespeare's play, Richard III; it has recently been restored, and is wonderful to view...
Richard III Found?
With the rain on Wednesday came cooler temperatures - I actually wore long pants yesterday and today when I was walking Rosie and Remy. But I am sitting at my desk in shorts and a T-shirt, with the back window and patio door wide open, right now. Lovey and Nedi have been wandering in and out, as they also got to do before I left this morning. I had a blast watching the Green Bay Packers defense eat up Jay Cutler of the Bears last night - but I occasionally rooted for Major Wright, too. And I caught a few things I had missed the first time watching last night's episode of Person of Interest. I'm looking forward to the new season.
I think it's fascinating that archaeologists believe they have found the body of King Richard III. There were multiple rumors regarding the King's body - but they seem to have found it in Leicester, under the choir of the old Greyfriars Abbey site, just as was originally reported. The members of the King Richard III Society and archaeologists dug two "test trenches", each of them 98 feet long in a city parking lot, which seemed to a part of the old abbey. They found, buried under the Abbey's choir stalls, the skeleton of a man, who had pronounced scoliosis of the spine, making his right shoulder appear much higher than his left. He also had an arrow head embedded between two vertebrae (shot from the rear) and a large sword gash across the back of his skull. As King Richard III died in battle on Bosworth Field (in 1485), the skeletal remains might actually be his. Mitochondrial DNA testing should be finished within 12 to 16 weeks, and will determine whether this is King Richard's body. If so, he will be re-interred under his Memorial Plaque in Leicester Cathedral.
I've always found Richard III to be very interesting - most reports of his behavior towards his family and his people seem to have been favorable during his life. It was after Henry Tudor (Henry VII) defeated Richard in the War of the Roses and set up the Tudor dynasty, that he came to be vilified - as well as that little question concerning the Princes in the Tower... 'Twas Shakespeare who first described Richard as being a "hunchback," and that was almost 100 years after Richard's death... Ah, well.... The winners of the wars do write the histories....
I think it's fascinating that archaeologists believe they have found the body of King Richard III. There were multiple rumors regarding the King's body - but they seem to have found it in Leicester, under the choir of the old Greyfriars Abbey site, just as was originally reported. The members of the King Richard III Society and archaeologists dug two "test trenches", each of them 98 feet long in a city parking lot, which seemed to a part of the old abbey. They found, buried under the Abbey's choir stalls, the skeleton of a man, who had pronounced scoliosis of the spine, making his right shoulder appear much higher than his left. He also had an arrow head embedded between two vertebrae (shot from the rear) and a large sword gash across the back of his skull. As King Richard III died in battle on Bosworth Field (in 1485), the skeletal remains might actually be his. Mitochondrial DNA testing should be finished within 12 to 16 weeks, and will determine whether this is King Richard's body. If so, he will be re-interred under his Memorial Plaque in Leicester Cathedral.
I've always found Richard III to be very interesting - most reports of his behavior towards his family and his people seem to have been favorable during his life. It was after Henry Tudor (Henry VII) defeated Richard in the War of the Roses and set up the Tudor dynasty, that he came to be vilified - as well as that little question concerning the Princes in the Tower... 'Twas Shakespeare who first described Richard as being a "hunchback," and that was almost 100 years after Richard's death... Ah, well.... The winners of the wars do write the histories....
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Critters of Great Britain
A red deer stag in Scotland's Cairngorms National Park
A young gray seal in a cave along the English Channel
A hare hunkers down for warmth in the snow in the Cairngorms National Park
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Home And Relaxation
I'm home for a little while - since it's still cooler than it was, Nedi is having a ball running in and out, while Lovey is sleeping in my reading chair. I sleep at home for the next 8 weeks, minus three nights; it will be heaven. I'm taking care of a house during the day, but I get to come home each night and sleep with my kits in my apartment. I'll read aloud to Tugger and Sasquatch while I'm at their house, and I'll continue walking the Rs on a daily basis; next week I start walking Lucy on Tuesdays and Thursdays again, too. So I'll keep walking as the seasons finally start to change.
Tonight, I'll watch the Packers and Bears game, cheering for the Packers; but, at 9 p.m. I'll switch over to see Person of Interest on CBS. I'll be able to watch the Gators and the Gamecocks on Saturday - and I hope to see both the Jets and the Redskins Sunday, and then the Broncos on Monday.
I just received my slew of photos via the mail, that I need to get into order; and I just finished writing a short story. I've had two people offer to illustrate my story, and they want me to send it to a publisher. Grandma Anne is going to check my grammar before anything else goes any farther... I had fun writing the story, but I really can't believe it would be published.... But - who knows? One can always dream.
Tonight, I'll watch the Packers and Bears game, cheering for the Packers; but, at 9 p.m. I'll switch over to see Person of Interest on CBS. I'll be able to watch the Gators and the Gamecocks on Saturday - and I hope to see both the Jets and the Redskins Sunday, and then the Broncos on Monday.
I just received my slew of photos via the mail, that I need to get into order; and I just finished writing a short story. I've had two people offer to illustrate my story, and they want me to send it to a publisher. Grandma Anne is going to check my grammar before anything else goes any farther... I had fun writing the story, but I really can't believe it would be published.... But - who knows? One can always dream.
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