This picture is one of National Geographic's photos of the day. I just love this shot--the uniqueness of the hot air balloons in an unexpected place, the lion observing in wonder from far away, the whole thing is just beautiful. I have to wonder what that lion is thinking!
Here is the original caption for the photo:
While riding in the tracking car, following commercial hot-air balloons filled with paid riders in the Serengeti (Tanzania), we found that we didn't appear to be the only ones keeping an eye on the sky. This female lion traveled slowly in front of us for quite some distance, but finally turned and glared back at us, then within a few seconds, totally disappeared into the nearby brush.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I alarmed everyone at work yesterday by laughing so hard at this! I love it! That dog has some strong back legs.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
I barely know how to begin to put words here tonight. When I heard the news about the shooting at the Holocaust Museum today, it stopped me in my tracks, and muddied the rest of my day. I couldn't stop feeling so angry that this happened, and tried to understand how one person can become so filled with hatred.
I fear the racist gunman was angered by our President's eloquent words after his recent visit to Buchenwald:
"We are here today because we know this work is not yet finished. To this day, there are those who insist that the Holocaust never happened -- a denial of fact and truth that is baseless and ignorant and hateful. This place is the ultimate rebuke to such thoughts; a reminder of our duty to confront those who would tell lies about our history."
The gunman, who will purposely go unnamed in this post, is a white supremacist, and has long been vocal about his beliefs that the holocaust was a "hoax".
To have this tragedy happen in a place of remembrance is just devastating to me. I remember so vividly my visit to this museum, and how, from the moment I stepped in the doors, I was emotional. When you enter, you are given a little passport of sorts. It is an ID booklet, telling about one person who lived or died in a concentration camp. It shows a picture of this actual person, their age, and their story. You walk through the museum, carrying this ID, feeling the weight of one person's story, but also the weight of knowing this is just one of millions. It is a heavy weight, and the journey through the museum is powerful. But, when you leave, you feel a sense of hope, of humanity, of the knowledge you have been given by seeing these things. There is a sense that you have just left an important place, a reminder to all of us of what is possible on both ends of the spectrum of good and evil. To think of something like this happening in that atmosphere is so troubling.
The name I will mention in this post is Stephen Tyrone Johns. Stephen was the security guard killed today at the museum. He was shot immediately by the gunman as he entered. Two other guards returned fire on the gunman, stopping him from going further into the museum and harming or killing countless others. These men did their jobs well, and are heroes.
I want to do something. I hate feeling so powerless when things like this happen. I want to call together groups of people to somehow make this all stop. I want to somehow pour my support towards the museum and the healing of those there today, and the Johns family. I want something RIGHT to eclipse this terrible wrong so that we don't remember this gunman for more than a few flashes of a news ticker. I want to not be so saddened and frustrated because I cannot understand.
But, I think the only thing we can do as caring, compassionate, tolerant, accepting people is keep being this way. Raise our children this way. Treat others this way. And above all, somehow, don't lose hope.
And in the meantime, heed these words from our President:
"And it is now up to us, the living, in our work, wherever we are, to resist injustice and intolerance and indifference in whatever forms they may take, and ensure that those who were lost here did not go in vain. It is up to us to redeem that faith. It is up to us to bear witness; to ensure that the world continues to note what happened here; to remember all those who survived and all those who perished, and to remember them not just as victims, but also as individuals who hoped and loved and dreamed just like us."
Read President Obama's entire speech here.
Read more about today's tragedy here.
Visit and support the Museum website here.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
My latest online guilty pleasure is viewing the gallery of family moments caught on film and put on display for the world to see on the site Awkward Family Photos. Thank goodness family photos have evolved from the standard group shot/gray backgrounds I remember sitting for countless times growing up. However, even some more recent photos are a little scary (the family straddling the tree limb for example). Anyway, enjoy and laugh. I have included just a few of my favorites, there are plenty more, and the site is only going to grow! Check it out here.