Orphaned Baby Elephants
So nice to see that the babies finally have a prominent name attached to their plight. Please click the link (above) to view a page from the orphanage and at the bottom of the page is a link to a wonderful video Kristin made at the orphanage.
From Dame Daphne Sheldrick:
“Every person that buys ivory has killed an elephant
and its dependent young and has caused immeasurable
sorrow and suffering to many others.”
Dr Dame Daphne Sheldrick MBE, MBS
... from the Sheldrick Wildlife Trust where orphaned baby elephants are rescued.
Watercolors from the Nursery
Each month I receive a lovely watercolor depicting a scene from the nursery. We have printed many of them out and placed them in frames to decorate our home.
Sammy loved kittens, tutus & ballerinas. But mostly he loved us. He died a peaceful death as an old man and left us with broken hearts.
Our Old Man
Baby Bear died a peaceful death just before Christmas 2009. He was almost 17. Bear was a warrior. A brilliant feline. A blessing to our lives.
Our good friend Guy Finley sent this photo to us. I don't know the source but LOVE the message. I hope to see Peace on Earth before I die. I hope there is an end to war so our beautiful young men & women can live long lives instead of dying too young in strange lands far away from home. I thank them for their ultimate sacrifice which gave all of us the gift of enjoying the Freedoms they fought for. On this Memorial Day Weekend I hold them in my heart with gratitude.
Thousands of people & boats will come thru our town this weekend on their way to party down at Lake Mead. Our soldiers died to preserve their right to party down, but I wonder how many will even think about their sacrifice this weekend? Look how low Lake Mead is! It is now lower than it was when it was being filled in the late 1930's. I hope even the 20 year drought will be OK one day.
This morning I put our American flag outside. I feel so blessed to live in America. Here we have beautiful roads, National Forests, sidewalks, street lights, freedom of speech. I could make a list a mile long. When I hear people complain I wonder if they know the conditions that MOST of the world lives under? I am over-flowing with gratitude this morning. Hope your Memorial Day is filled with love & gratitude. I appreciate the friends I've made thru blogging and thank you for spending part of your day with me. God Bless You and God Bless America. xoxo Amy
My father was in the Air Force during the Korean War. He was a Navigator. We grew up singing the US Air Force song in our house and dad always sang the end with gusto:
"We live in fame, go down in flames, hey! nothing can stop the US Air Force."
I haven't heard that song in ages so you can imagine how it affected me to hear it on this video filmed in Iraq. Please take a few minutes today to watch this YouTube link that was sent to me by my friend, Lisa. If you love our Troops, you'll love this. It made me cry. And I thank Gene Simmons for being a PATRIOT.
God Bless our Troops and our Veterans for their sacrifices to secure our Freedom and our wonderful life in America.
We met in 2nd grade at John S. Park (that's where I read for Nevada Reading Week) and are still friends to this day. Marilyn raised a family and today is in the Assembly in a District across Las Vegas. She went into politics and I went into the ballet world. Haley asked me recently if we even imagined the internet back then? Ha! No way! Nor did we imagine push button phones, remote control for TV & cell phones.
There are oodles more mechanical things that have changed but one of the things that is upfront in my mind this week is the rapid disappearance of people who are Responsible for themselves. It seems there has been progress in technology but a deterioration in Self-Reliance. Correct me if I'm wrong. I love this tidbit that a friend sent recently:
The $50 Lesson
I recently asked my friend's little boy what he wanted to be when he grows up. He said he wanted to be President of the United States. So I asked him, "If you were President, what would be the first thing you would do?" He replied, "I'd give food and houses to all the homeless people."
"Wow, that's a worthy goal," I told him. "But you don't have to wait until you're President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow the lawn, pull the weeds and sweep my driveway, and I'll pay you $50. Then I'll take you over to the grocery store where the homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward food and a new house." He thought that over for a few seconds, then looked me straight in the eye and asked, "Why doesn't the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the $50?"
I realize there is a massive job issue in America right now, but also know there are jobs available that many people could be doing rather than bleeding welfare & relatives. Wouldn't you take any job, temporarily, until a better job came along? Not if you have the mentality of a freeloader. This is what I'm pondering this week!
After Julie Marie and I met thru our blogs, she attempted to retrieve a copy of YANK Magazine from March 23, 1945 that she had let go at one point in time when she was purging items she thought she'd never use again. Then I came along and being the sweetheart she is, went on ebay and found a copy which she bought and sent to Desi and I. We received it today and what makes this issue so precious is a full page photo of Desi's mom from 1945 when she was the pin-up girl for our troops.
YANK sold for 5 cents a copy back then and was read by our enlisted men in WWII. (5 cents, imagine that.) Desi couldn't remember ever seeing this photo of his mom before and asked me to thank Julie Marie for him. (*Thank you from Desi*) I have been blogging less than 2 years and thru my blog have met some wonderful women ~ Julie Marie being one of them. Her blog usually makes me smile, except for once, when I teared up. That was the time she blogged about having to leave her farm in the exquisite Utah countryside where flowers grow wild and meadows meet mountains.
She would never go back to her farm and her garden and her house ~ The House That Jack Built ~ and I identified with that experience so deeply because it reminded me of the time I moved my little mother out of the house we grew up in. Mom would never be able to go back to that house ~ The House That Dad Built ~ and she cried.
Julie Marie also sent me this vintage, silver ballerina coin bank. She found it in a vintage store and said "it reminded me of you!" My ballerina is now in the case in my living room with all of my other treasures. *Merci beaucoup, mon amie! Je vous remercie de tout coeur.* xoxo Amy
I just saw a story on the news about the wreaths that the Worcester Wreath Company from Maine places on the graves of our soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery every year. I remember seeing this photo but never knew it's meaning. The company donates the wreaths and the transportation from Maine. Volunteers place the wreaths upon the graves. The owner of the company (Merrill Worcester) has expanded the wreath placements to the 230 other Veteran Cemeteries & Monuments in America. Check out his project Wreaths Across America. This is a beautiful tribute to our fallen soldiers. I always think about all those young men who gave their lives to secure our Freedoms. They didn't make it home for Christmas. I'm sending an etheric Merry Christmas to each of them with enormous Gratitude for their immeasurable sacrifice. Thank you men.
Today some people will get as drunk as possible. To them, that's what the Fourth of July represents -- a day to party down and get bombed. Hmmm... Thousands upon thousands of our young American men went to war and were blown apart to fight for the Freedoms we, as Americans, enjoy today. Punks can sag their jeans so their underwear show. People who hate America can openly say so in America (go live somewhere else!). People "expect" handouts from the government. The abuse of our Freedoms is endless. (One of my dancers made the Heart-Flag pin for me. I wore it pinned to my blouse today.)
I wonder if any of the people who enjoy their Freedom to get really drunk tonight (woooohoooo!) will give even one second of thought to all the men who died for them. And all the mothers over the last 200 years who cried themselves to sleep when they found out their son was killed fighting for Freedom.
I do not like war, but I do Honor those young men. Today I went to the July 4th parade that we have every year in town. It goes right down Main Street. Some of the floats were great, others were semi-great. But we did have a parade and we did honor our Veterans and we did sing "You're A Grand Old Flag".
My little vent here today is heartfelt. I don't like the direction America is going. I don't like to hear people badmouth America. I can barely listen to the president's speeches on TV. But in the midst of all that's wrong, there is something Right -- and that is God and His never ending surprises, gifts and Love -- even in the wake of global insanity. God is fine. It's the humans that are naughty. (Our feelings are clear by the message we put on our theatre marquees every Fouth of July.)
God bless you. God bless this country. I am grateful to live in America and am sending a "Thank You!" across time to all those young men who died to give me the Right to fly the American flag in my front yard today.
"You will never know how much it has cost my generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will make good use of it." -President John Adams
My friend, Glena, who operates our local version of The Country Register newspaper, told me about the 3/50 Project. It's just the medicine every local economy needs to help keep money right here -- in our local economy -- rather than seeing it go away. Click this link for a short overview of The 3/50 Project
For years, our Chamber of Commerce has asked folks in town to "Support Your Local Merchant" -- and now this movement has started to help folks across America to do just that. We live just 25 minutes from Las Vegas where every possible item ever created is available. But since I'm a "local merchant" myself, I've always tried to do all of my shopping right here in Boulder City where my dollars will recirculate right here in town. If I spend money in Las Vegas, Las Vegas benefits. If I spend money on line, who knows who benefits!
We have a large community of Veterans in our little town. We have a Veteran's Home and a Veteran's cemetery too. When I meet any of our Veterans I thank them for their service...for protecting our rights....and protecting this country. Our Veterans served and died to protect our freedom of speech. So I'm always flabbergasted when a moronic hater spews venom towards our military. Our military is protecting that hater's "right" to spew venom. What a contradiction. My dad was an Air Force veteran and I think I got my Patriotic Spirit from him. So thank you dad and thank you Veterans. I love America and am sending a beautiful curtsy to all of our Veterans today. I love this photo Andy Cattoir took of one of my beautiful students as she danced in a medley of Sousa's Patriotic Marches.
Hi Mom! I hope you have somehow figured out how to read my blog. I have a new, bionic knee that should last till I'm 80. Wish you were here so we could share everything with you. Miss you lots....
Wish you would have lived longer so you could see your beautiful granddaughters all grown up.
My passion I am passionate about helping orphaned baby elephants whose mother's have been murdered for their ivory. Click the link above to read more about the rescue effort and please adopt a baby elephant! xoxo Amy