Cute Camera Critters

For our Camera Critters today, I thought this was adorable. Gracie took this picture of Whiskers. I agree with the kitty. I need a drink. This little guy was adopted found in a box, starved and injured. He only has 3 legs. He got around quiet well, and is doing fine, and is still mischievous!. Oh, they named him Tripod and called him Tri.

Puff the magic Dragon?

I call this one Draco Clouds.

Clouds, like puzzles, may eventually form an image if you have imagination and look hard enough. To see more sky pictures, just click on the Sky Watch Friday button on the upper right of today's blog page.

I is for Ireland. This is Killeen Castle in County Meath, Ireland. The history of this castle and my Irish forefathers who built the original castle is very Intriguing. I could tell you all about it, but you can find out more on the Internet. The castle now generates Income. It has been turned into a Hotel, Golf course, and "community". Some very crafty Individuals came up with an Ingenious plan. Still it is a beautiful part of Ireland and my history. Now, if I just had a few million to buy a small part of it, since they are selling pieces of it....

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Monochrome Monday

There's nothing quiet like the sky in the wee hours of the morning. Even with cloud coverage as in the bottom photo. I love the contrast of the beautiful moon in the black sky. Strange, but I'd love to have a huge mural like this covering my ceiling. It is interesting in these photos that no stars are seen.

Many more monochrome photos can be found through Aileni's Maniacs page.

1 Single Impression+2 fer Tuesday=3 Pictures

this week… Through a Window

Check out her poem and lovely photography while you’re at it.

The photos below were taken from my windows. I've always enjoyed my windows. Each room (except for my bathroom and teen-angels room) has a huge window that takes up an entire wall. They are 7 ft.x9ft. The first is taken from my kitchen, the next from my bedroom, and the last from my kitchen also.

Enjoy my view.

Lovely tree of mine
Far about the ground below
Summer’s gift bestowed

Two fer Tuesday

Just post pictures in multiples of two, of the same topic.
Visit Jonna for more "Two Fer" pictures.

A mighty oak tree
Through the window I do see
Pretty leaves of green

Seen from my window
Little acorns I planted
Will one day be trees

Bridges Between

This is my first post for Bridges Between. So join me on ...
A trip down Memory Lane
If you travel south on Hwy 79, Right on the county line between Saline and Grant counties, Arkansas, you will arrive at the Saline River Bridge. It used to be called the Tull Bridge. The bridge is in fair shape and is open to vehicular traffic. But this is not the bridge that sticks out in my memory.

When I was a young girl, and also when I was a teen-ager, we would drive for about 45 minutes to get to my dad’s favorite swimming spot. He would get off the road at the Tull Bridge, and then we would drive right next to the river, heading west for about a mile. I remember being afraid that the car would fall into the river. When he could go no farther we would get out and walk the rest of the way. It was a 10-minute walk from our parking spot. We’d often get stuck I the mud, and dad would get his “come-alongs” out and pull his old ’68 Chevy BelAir out of the mud. You could hear a train coming from miles away. We always wanted to hurry before it got there and count the cars being pulled. I’m not sure why but we were afraid of being too close.

We’d walk under the old bridge and admire her. She was so far overhead. We'd also search for flint up under the railroad bridge.

If we were in the river swimming and a train was coming, my father would tell us all to be quiet. I’m not sure why this was worthy of our reverence, but we’d all stop playing and stand in quiet awe as the train passed by.

I almost drowned in that river when I was 8or9 years old. I had just learned a few basics of swimming, and thought I was doing a great job, when I got over my head. I tried to stand up and couldn’t. I started to panic, and after what seemed to be an eternity, my dad ran into the river… he didn’t even want to swim that day. Well, he rescued me. He always called me a limp dishrag after that. I remember him trying to dry his driver’s license and photos.

How well I remember gathering up the old mussel shells and seeing the center pier from the lost bridge. In this photo it is visible behind the remaining railroad bridge.
One standing and one lost… railroad bridges over the Saline River south of Benton, near Old River Bridge. The center pier from the lost bridge is visible behind the remaining railroad bridge. It was built in 1899 and it was closed to traffic in 1974.
The bridge that stands today is a Single Warren through truss with two pony plate girder spans. The bridge that was lost was a Two-span Pratt through truss.

To learn what Bridges Between is all about look at RuneE's blog here.

Meet our Camera Critter, Guinevere

Here is what I call our adorable gwenny-pig. She thought she was being crafty sneaking up to the bowl of apples.
She can be very persuasive. Every girl needs a nice soft bed with cushie pillows.

For more photos, visit Camera Critters,hosted by Misty.You'll be glad you did!