<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691</id><updated>2011-11-08T13:46:37.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>@carolina</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5719313695186602441</id><published>2011-11-08T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:46:37.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bald cypress changes</title><content type='html'>I have had a more difficult time getting used to leaving Daylight savings time than the 6 hours time change from NC to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bald cypress is well into the fall color and needle drop. A conifer that becomes "bald", since I live with these, I forget how unusual these trees really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVQTqMsDaho/TrmidPN9sDI/AAAAAAAAErA/gHIqKsS0GsU/s1600/IMG_3635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVQTqMsDaho/TrmidPN9sDI/AAAAAAAAErA/gHIqKsS0GsU/s320/IMG_3635.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkLJW2jZSBw/Trmio1I2rAI/AAAAAAAAErI/e3LskOaXgEw/s1600/IMG_3638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TkLJW2jZSBw/Trmio1I2rAI/AAAAAAAAErI/e3LskOaXgEw/s320/IMG_3638.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3iP1AnA7Mc/Trmi0JSGTHI/AAAAAAAAErQ/DoelTcZZRDo/s1600/DSC00986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3iP1AnA7Mc/Trmi0JSGTHI/AAAAAAAAErQ/DoelTcZZRDo/s320/DSC00986.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5719313695186602441?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5719313695186602441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5719313695186602441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5719313695186602441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5719313695186602441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2011/11/bald-cypress-changes.html' title='bald cypress changes'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVQTqMsDaho/TrmidPN9sDI/AAAAAAAAErA/gHIqKsS0GsU/s72-c/IMG_3635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2794750244230731745</id><published>2010-05-21T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:01:14.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>battle of the (small) titans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_c6s5Zzu5I/AAAAAAAAED4/8zBcHSFHwy0/s1600/skinkmales5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_c6s5Zzu5I/AAAAAAAAED4/8zBcHSFHwy0/s400/skinkmales5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473908415089851282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_c6sC9WRMI/AAAAAAAAEDw/xAn3qSNif3E/s1600/skinkmales2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_c6sC9WRMI/AAAAAAAAEDw/xAn3qSNif3E/s400/skinkmales2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473908400474965186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took this photo last spring, but it so interesting, I am reposting.&lt;div&gt;I was able to get quite close to these 2 male skins fighting over territory;they were so involved they seemed to ignore my presence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2794750244230731745?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2794750244230731745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2794750244230731745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2794750244230731745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2794750244230731745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2010/05/battle-of-small-titans.html' title='battle of the (small) titans'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_c6s5Zzu5I/AAAAAAAAED4/8zBcHSFHwy0/s72-c/skinkmales5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-7939378718207241201</id><published>2010-05-17T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:19:01.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard owl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_FeJXgSlsI/AAAAAAAAEDo/lU6VA-oN3aQ/s1600/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_FeJXgSlsI/AAAAAAAAEDo/lU6VA-oN3aQ/s400/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472258537253148354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pair of Owls that we have graced with in the proximity of our yard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-7939378718207241201?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7939378718207241201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=7939378718207241201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7939378718207241201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7939378718207241201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2010/05/backyard-owl.html' title='Backyard owl'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S_FeJXgSlsI/AAAAAAAAEDo/lU6VA-oN3aQ/s72-c/DSC00697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1424199175834101251</id><published>2010-05-16T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:16:09.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday in Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Saturday in Bath( not typical)   Cutthroat corquet, pirates who have seen Johhny Dep too often, real musicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5xRpJg2I/AAAAAAAAEDg/HLwLekXZnB0/s1600/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5xRpJg2I/AAAAAAAAEDg/HLwLekXZnB0/s400/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471866697223340898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5wz1JJ3I/AAAAAAAAEDY/_DQFlgHtbCo/s1600/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5wz1JJ3I/AAAAAAAAEDY/_DQFlgHtbCo/s400/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471866689220585330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5wWvh4nI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/_KjOs8wNL4E/s1600/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5wWvh4nI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/_KjOs8wNL4E/s400/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471866681412412018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5v5T01oI/AAAAAAAAEDI/vSxGZKFT5jc/s1600/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5v5T01oI/AAAAAAAAEDI/vSxGZKFT5jc/s400/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471866673511585410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1424199175834101251?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1424199175834101251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1424199175834101251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1424199175834101251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1424199175834101251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-in-bath.html' title='Saturday in Bath'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_5xRpJg2I/AAAAAAAAEDg/HLwLekXZnB0/s72-c/DSC00679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8701308798113614637</id><published>2010-05-16T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T06:54:39.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about 2 weeks left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_4cOd7R9I/AAAAAAAAEDA/Ssh15qG-adA/s1600/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_4cOd7R9I/AAAAAAAAEDA/Ssh15qG-adA/s400/DSC00669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471865236082083794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Kildeer left her nest briefly, so I took a picture of the eggs. About 2 weeks left before the babies arrive, according to my estimate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8701308798113614637?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8701308798113614637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8701308798113614637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8701308798113614637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8701308798113614637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2010/05/about-2-weeks-left.html' title='about 2 weeks left'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-_4cOd7R9I/AAAAAAAAEDA/Ssh15qG-adA/s72-c/DSC00669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2277419309298261072</id><published>2010-05-10T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T05:11:18.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kildeer (shorebird away from the water)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-f3w5I7wZI/AAAAAAAAECc/SmSEHo2BDQE/s1600/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-f3w5I7wZI/AAAAAAAAECc/SmSEHo2BDQE/s400/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612691808829842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-f3wY_9SMI/AAAAAAAAECU/8GgHH7A5eeU/s1600/DSC00665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-f3wY_9SMI/AAAAAAAAECU/8GgHH7A5eeU/s400/DSC00665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612683181246658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my community garden a killdeer is nesting. The nest is on the ground and the gardeners have put signs and markers up so that the bird will not be bothered. The person who has the plot next to the nest has abandoned their plot for now. &lt;div&gt;I took these photos yesterday, getting no closer than the distance the bird starts to give the warning pip. I also saw this bird give the broken wing act at some distance from the nest in order to decoy away from the nest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.birdwatching.com/stories/killdeer.html"&gt;Here is some background information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on the bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2277419309298261072?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2277419309298261072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2277419309298261072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2277419309298261072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2277419309298261072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2010/05/kildeer-shorebird-away-from-water.html' title='Kildeer (shorebird away from the water)'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-f3w5I7wZI/AAAAAAAAECc/SmSEHo2BDQE/s72-c/DSC00667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2731112319786781213</id><published>2010-05-04T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:08:15.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The JUG (s)(Just us girls) chapter meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/S-CqfFUB-xI/AAAAAAAAECE/oAlyzjixxcQ/s1600/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/793925639593573275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6018713180686578657</id><published>2009-08-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:41:22.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone to Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SohusPQMUSI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/5WmBKEP18GE/s1600-h/entrophypose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SohusPQMUSI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/5WmBKEP18GE/s400/entrophypose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370664261927063842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sohur63cC4I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/0C6vmbsoyZA/s1600-h/entrophystop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sohur63cC4I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/0C6vmbsoyZA/s400/entrophystop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370664256454527874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be gone until September 22. You can find me at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://acoresmia.blogspot.com/"&gt;my travel blog here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6018713180686578657?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6018713180686578657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6018713180686578657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6018713180686578657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6018713180686578657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/08/gone-to-portugal.html' title='gone to Portugal'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SohusPQMUSI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/5WmBKEP18GE/s72-c/entrophypose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-431536702485732809</id><published>2009-07-18T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:30:11.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no explanation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SmI9i_uEXUI/AAAAAAAAC0U/DJGP-uE7BNA/s1600-h/stovefrontview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SmI9i_uEXUI/AAAAAAAAC0U/DJGP-uE7BNA/s400/stovefrontview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359914177953815874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wood stove has been moved by forces we cannot explain. This cast iron is the single heaviest object in our home, it cannot be moved by either of us alone.&lt;div&gt;Today, I noticed that the stove had been moved about 5 inches in a way such that the connection with the stove pipe was now at an angle. Here are the pictures I took of the movement. I am almost positive that this movement happened last night or early this morning, I think I would have noticed this fairly significant crooked aspect of the stove as soon as I saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SmI8phxzF8I/AAAAAAAAC0M/RC-BemMg_Fc/s1600-h/stovemarks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SmI8phxzF8I/AAAAAAAAC0M/RC-BemMg_Fc/s400/stovemarks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359913190663854018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture and labeled to show the movement marks. This stove is so heavy that it took both John and me to move it back to the proper position lined up with the stove pipe and parallel to the lines on the stove pad (composite stone material). Nothing else around the stove, nothing else in the house has been moved or changed position at all. &lt;div&gt;This is extremely strange and quite frankly, a tad creepy. Anyone....thoughts on this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-431536702485732809?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/431536702485732809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=431536702485732809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/431536702485732809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/431536702485732809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-explanation.html' title='no explanation'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SmI9i_uEXUI/AAAAAAAAC0U/DJGP-uE7BNA/s72-c/stovefrontview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5334684303712445205</id><published>2009-07-14T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:19:18.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence day in Independence, Virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KQKG1U8I/AAAAAAAACz0/oLc5pEHjQEE/s1600-h/chickcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KQKG1U8I/AAAAAAAACz0/oLc5pEHjQEE/s400/chickcar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450404347958210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KP0cgG0I/AAAAAAAACzs/pX9GhqFmHTc/s1600-h/armyfloat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KP0cgG0I/AAAAAAAACzs/pX9GhqFmHTc/s400/armyfloat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450398533262146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KPW8_K6I/AAAAAAAACzk/p27iNQnXXs4/s1600-h/farmfloat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KPW8_K6I/AAAAAAAACzk/p27iNQnXXs4/s400/farmfloat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358450390616452002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5334684303712445205?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5334684303712445205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5334684303712445205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5334684303712445205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5334684303712445205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/independence-day-in-independence.html' title='Independence day in Independence, Virginia'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sl0KQKG1U8I/AAAAAAAACz0/oLc5pEHjQEE/s72-c/chickcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4056661452979930804</id><published>2009-07-09T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:18:36.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mountain mushrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlaxYSjf2FI/AAAAAAAACzQ/5ObHUwbFcE4/s1600-h/boletesurface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlaxYSjf2FI/AAAAAAAACzQ/5ObHUwbFcE4/s400/boletesurface.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356663837659486290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;close up of the surface of some kind of Boletus mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlapQkEB2NI/AAAAAAAACzI/Kh6tVzcTmFg/s1600-h/lingling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlapQkEB2NI/AAAAAAAACzI/Kh6tVzcTmFg/s400/lingling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356654908827359442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Reishi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; have been used in traditional Chinese medicine as a herbal medicine for more than 4,000 years, making it one of the oldest mushrooms known to have been used in medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4056661452979930804?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4056661452979930804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4056661452979930804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4056661452979930804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4056661452979930804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/mountain-mushrooms.html' title='mountain mushrooms'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlaxYSjf2FI/AAAAAAAACzQ/5ObHUwbFcE4/s72-c/boletesurface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5675151391203714373</id><published>2009-07-09T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:30:45.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fit for a cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlakjN5HPRI/AAAAAAAACzA/HVq0eHzlcyk/s1600-h/confection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlakjN5HPRI/AAAAAAAACzA/HVq0eHzlcyk/s400/confection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356649731735371026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the rododendren blossums look like a confection fit for a fancy cake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5675151391203714373?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5675151391203714373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5675151391203714373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5675151391203714373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5675151391203714373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/fit-for-cake.html' title='fit for a cake'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlakjN5HPRI/AAAAAAAACzA/HVq0eHzlcyk/s72-c/confection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8020417792745005800</id><published>2009-07-09T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:11:31.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fishing in the trout pond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlajNEEWLsI/AAAAAAAACy4/ub4fUSoWojc/s1600-h/frogpond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlajNEEWLsI/AAAAAAAACy4/ub4fUSoWojc/s400/frogpond.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356648251629383362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8020417792745005800?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8020417792745005800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8020417792745005800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8020417792745005800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8020417792745005800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/fishing-in-trout-pond.html' title='fishing in the trout pond'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlajNEEWLsI/AAAAAAAACy4/ub4fUSoWojc/s72-c/frogpond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6620549560589679350</id><published>2009-07-09T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:05:54.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camp by the creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlahXYHUojI/AAAAAAAACyw/xqobQWzMWeE/s1600-h/decoycamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlahXYHUojI/AAAAAAAACyw/xqobQWzMWeE/s400/decoycamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356646229786010162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlahW2F6ObI/AAAAAAAACyo/-dmgBFP6TfA/s1600-h/usatcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlahW2F6ObI/AAAAAAAACyo/-dmgBFP6TfA/s400/usatcamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356646220653279666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6620549560589679350?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6620549560589679350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6620549560589679350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6620549560589679350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6620549560589679350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp-by-creek.html' title='camp by the creek'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlahXYHUojI/AAAAAAAACyw/xqobQWzMWeE/s72-c/decoycamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8668054653323856396</id><published>2009-07-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:43:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayberry lives,for now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabnW6J2jI/AAAAAAAACyg/9xmPd3ExxQQ/s1600-h/myabdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabnW6J2jI/AAAAAAAACyg/9xmPd3ExxQQ/s400/myabdinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356639907270482482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabnOOh8qI/AAAAAAAACyY/Fbk5BPmF_nI/s1600-h/fearlesfife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabnOOh8qI/AAAAAAAACyY/Fbk5BPmF_nI/s400/fearlesfife.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356639904940028578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabmWRKb2I/AAAAAAAACyQ/WZxgJzNycUg/s1600-h/maybmenu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabmWRKb2I/AAAAAAAACyQ/WZxgJzNycUg/s400/maybmenu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356639889918685026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cultural icons at least around Mt. Airy, NC. , Andy Griffith and company.&lt;div&gt;this diner is hanging on near an exit off Interstate 77. John had a fried "bolony" sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8668054653323856396?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8668054653323856396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8668054653323856396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8668054653323856396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8668054653323856396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/07/mayberry-livesfor-now.html' title='Mayberry lives,for now'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SlabnW6J2jI/AAAAAAAACyg/9xmPd3ExxQQ/s72-c/myabdinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6339438790166418646</id><published>2009-06-22T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:57:33.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best farm stand I  have seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sj9_qFR-yMI/AAAAAAAACt8/vRwyGC6EK4k/s1600-h/farmstand2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sj9_qFR-yMI/AAAAAAAACt8/vRwyGC6EK4k/s400/farmstand2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350135243288266946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sj9_phqRXAI/AAAAAAAACt0/j1ELmfvMWhQ/s1600-h/farmstand1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sj9_phqRXAI/AAAAAAAACt0/j1ELmfvMWhQ/s400/farmstand1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350135233726471170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about eating local, farm stand just down the road from my mom. You pay on the honor system, that must very rare these days!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6339438790166418646?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6339438790166418646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6339438790166418646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6339438790166418646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6339438790166418646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-farm-stand-i-have-seen.html' title='best farm stand I  have seen'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sj9_qFR-yMI/AAAAAAAACt8/vRwyGC6EK4k/s72-c/farmstand2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-223196761765967181</id><published>2009-06-16T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:04:41.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhARKeFpzI/AAAAAAAACts/46ksdTdD_-U/s1600-h/turtlevisitfface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhARKeFpzI/AAAAAAAACts/46ksdTdD_-U/s400/turtlevisitfface.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095221114971954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhAQ43AmVI/AAAAAAAACtk/srGJ1wFHKrI/s1600-h/turtexit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhAQ43AmVI/AAAAAAAACtk/srGJ1wFHKrI/s400/turtexit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095216387660114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhAQufc9KI/AAAAAAAACtc/c8AZqpa4bEE/s1600-h/turtlevisit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhAQufc9KI/AAAAAAAACtc/c8AZqpa4bEE/s400/turtlevisit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095213604500642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a turtle visit our garage, perhaps a female looking for a place to lay eggs. John took her(?) back to the ditch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-223196761765967181?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/223196761765967181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=223196761765967181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/223196761765967181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/223196761765967181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-turtle.html' title='lost turtle'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SjhARKeFpzI/AAAAAAAACts/46ksdTdD_-U/s72-c/turtlevisitfface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2666868408068920751</id><published>2009-06-09T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:55:23.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, can I keep it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si5pwDMCuVI/AAAAAAAACs8/rLUZ4R9z7e8/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si5pwDMCuVI/AAAAAAAACs8/rLUZ4R9z7e8/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345326081945811282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2666868408068920751?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2666868408068920751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2666868408068920751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2666868408068920751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2666868408068920751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/06/mom-can-i-keep-it.html' title='Mom, can I keep it?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si5pwDMCuVI/AAAAAAAACs8/rLUZ4R9z7e8/s72-c/IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4398843444332492580</id><published>2009-06-07T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:43:14.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this applies to everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si2FWlNtIEI/AAAAAAAACs0/et4GVNLnmtE/s1600-h/mtlily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si2FWlNtIEI/AAAAAAAACs0/et4GVNLnmtE/s400/mtlily.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345074955751858242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We must draw closer to Nature while reflecting profoundly on the implications of being sparks of divinity residing in biological bodies. Though most people no longer want to garden, camp, hike, study nature, or even sit quietly doing nothing in the fields, we must do more of exactly those things. Teachers, artists and other leaders are capable of creating psychic ambiances and physical environments in which people will return to those activities gladly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For, Nature, if given a chance, crafts the human spirit, young ones and old ones, to higher states of perfection at which many problems simply don't arise."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is from my garden, the quote is from the latest edition of the &lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net/n/09/090607.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naturalist Newslette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r,  I always find lost of useful and fascinating information about nature with photos and the writing is profound and inspirational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4398843444332492580?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4398843444332492580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4398843444332492580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4398843444332492580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4398843444332492580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-applies-to-everything.html' title='this applies to everything'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Si2FWlNtIEI/AAAAAAAACs0/et4GVNLnmtE/s72-c/mtlily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-851139150907212748</id><published>2009-06-06T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:21:30.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>backyard bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SirPxcnoPsI/AAAAAAAACss/kFctx87v2SQ/s1600-h/DSC02954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SirPxcnoPsI/AAAAAAAACss/kFctx87v2SQ/s400/DSC02954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344312356231462594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SirOnyDOQ6I/AAAAAAAACsk/_Xp9lpnzrIw/s1600-h/DSC02950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SirOnyDOQ6I/AAAAAAAACsk/_Xp9lpnzrIw/s400/DSC02950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344311090674025378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;coming in for a landing on my butterfly weed, dug up not too far from J &amp;amp;L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the deathwatch or click bug beetle. Ency. Brit says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;an anobiid, or borer insect, of the family Anobiidae (insect order Coleoptera) that makes a ticking or clicking sound by bumping its head or jaws against the sides of the tunnels as it bores in old furniture and wood.  Believed to forecast an approaching death. Its name is derived from the credence that it was often heard by the people “on watch” with an ill person on the verge of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:12px;"&gt;They are sometimes found in our yard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-851139150907212748?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/851139150907212748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=851139150907212748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/851139150907212748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/851139150907212748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/06/backyard-bugs.html' title='backyard bugs'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SirPxcnoPsI/AAAAAAAACss/kFctx87v2SQ/s72-c/DSC02954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5695975916800387678</id><published>2009-05-31T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:21:28.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a microcosm of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPmD3EdqI/AAAAAAAACsc/WpY-XgH3PQY/s1600-h/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPmD3EdqI/AAAAAAAACsc/WpY-XgH3PQY/s400/path.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342130729537271458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My swiss chard, a thing of beauty. Picked from my garden and had to take a picture before eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPlyYxi0I/AAAAAAAACsU/X89ezxzT1Ss/s1600-h/yellowred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPlyYxi0I/AAAAAAAACsU/X89ezxzT1Ss/s400/yellowred.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342130724846799682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPlbF5qEI/AAAAAAAACsM/qFEE3y1aK1M/s1600-h/stems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPlbF5qEI/AAAAAAAACsM/qFEE3y1aK1M/s400/stems.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342130718593624130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are the only living things that can create ugliness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5695975916800387678?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5695975916800387678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5695975916800387678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5695975916800387678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5695975916800387678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/microcosm-of-world.html' title='a microcosm of the world'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiMPmD3EdqI/AAAAAAAACsc/WpY-XgH3PQY/s72-c/path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-880454757774336124</id><published>2009-05-30T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:00:36.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good life for goslings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFkgeDgDvI/AAAAAAAACsE/LDai9uuX8B0/s1600-h/paddling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFkgeDgDvI/AAAAAAAACsE/LDai9uuX8B0/s400/paddling.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341661142024457970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom, we're paddling as fast as we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFjqRRC6II/AAAAAAAACr8/8sVSw8AOrj0/s1600-h/watchful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFjqRRC6II/AAAAAAAACr8/8sVSw8AOrj0/s400/watchful.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341660210878670978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watchful father keeps a look out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFi46mvQKI/AAAAAAAACr0/VmRURkA1ohw/s1600-h/fluffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFi46mvQKI/AAAAAAAACr0/VmRURkA1ohw/s400/fluffy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341659362982052002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still fluffy and cute...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-880454757774336124?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/880454757774336124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=880454757774336124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/880454757774336124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/880454757774336124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-life-for-goslings.html' title='Good life for goslings'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiFkgeDgDvI/AAAAAAAACsE/LDai9uuX8B0/s72-c/paddling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2070641732615734215</id><published>2009-05-29T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:33:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>population explosion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiBUpqgBsJI/AAAAAAAACrk/RwMPQPkZTgQ/s1600-h/goose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiBUpqgBsJI/AAAAAAAACrk/RwMPQPkZTgQ/s400/goose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341362232821395602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiBEHgwuhyI/AAAAAAAACrc/6bJHcFE9Afg/s1600-h/feeding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiBEHgwuhyI/AAAAAAAACrc/6bJHcFE9Afg/s400/feeding.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341344053905491746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have about three generations of baby Canada geese on the Washington waterfront.&lt;div&gt;Quite a few people are enjoying the geese. When I was taking these pictures there was a couple feeding the geese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeder: I love the babies, they are sooooo cute!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yes, they are cute, we certainly are getting more geese each year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeder: Oh no, these geese will leave in the fall. We buy a truckload of bread (day-old bread, I assume) each week just to feed the geese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, our Canadian geese follow the trend of becoming non-migratory with the population increase that comes from less natural threats and truckloads of bread. From a single flock of a few birds several years ago, and none on the waterfront, we now have several hundred at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who am I to spoil someone's pleasure in making contact with another living creature, even one that is close to becoming an invasive species. In these pre global collaspe times, it really makes no difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2070641732615734215?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2070641732615734215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2070641732615734215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2070641732615734215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2070641732615734215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/population-explosion.html' title='population explosion...'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SiBUpqgBsJI/AAAAAAAACrk/RwMPQPkZTgQ/s72-c/goose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1215411969858159565</id><published>2009-05-25T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:17:56.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first tiger swallowtail caterpillar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShsXfhm-C4I/AAAAAAAACrU/EYIpuN4YEQo/s1600-h/tigercaterpillarmouthparts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShsXfhm-C4I/AAAAAAAACrU/EYIpuN4YEQo/s400/tigercaterpillarmouthparts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339887613543058306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This caterpillar showed up on my fennel plant. I love his strips, you can see he (she?) is just about to take a bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1215411969858159565?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1215411969858159565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1215411969858159565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1215411969858159565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1215411969858159565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-tiger-swallowtail-caterpillar.html' title='first tiger swallowtail caterpillar'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShsXfhm-C4I/AAAAAAAACrU/EYIpuN4YEQo/s72-c/tigercaterpillarmouthparts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8173938019979037168</id><published>2009-05-21T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:39:51.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicente, master of tabique  (brick) and piedras (stone)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7tvHRFI/AAAAAAAACrA/2x8p8fT_MY4/s1600-h/vinywork2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7tvHRFI/AAAAAAAACrA/2x8p8fT_MY4/s400/vinywork2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387264462865490" /&gt;This is Vicente who works for a local landscaper. He begain work in Mexico as a mason when he was twelve, his father died, and he had to go to work to help support his mother, brother and sisters.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7ToR2LI/AAAAAAAACq4/VzJUhqLz9-I/s1600-h/rocasdetalle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7ToR2LI/AAAAAAAACq4/VzJUhqLz9-I/s400/rocasdetalle2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387257454876850" /&gt;Here is the path he did with some of the rocks I have collected, the red pebbles are jaspar that I picked up on a Newfoundland beach, the larger stones are from various other places. Each stone brings a memory of the place and time that I collected it. I love the job that Vicente did on this part of the project.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7KDTZjI/AAAAAAAACqw/5BZYiyGQouA/s1600-h/vinyjohn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7KDTZjI/AAAAAAAACqw/5BZYiyGQouA/s400/vinyjohn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387254883870258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the satisfied client.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8173938019979037168?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8173938019979037168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8173938019979037168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8173938019979037168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8173938019979037168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/vicente-master-of-tabique-brick-and.html' title='Vicente, master of tabique  (brick) and piedras (stone)'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShXC7tvHRFI/AAAAAAAACrA/2x8p8fT_MY4/s72-c/vinywork2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-439416664251750966</id><published>2009-05-21T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:38:46.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Origins....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShWRKzaJ2KI/AAAAAAAACqo/4NouuAfq_Ss/s1600-h/chicaronesm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShWRKzaJ2KI/AAAAAAAACqo/4NouuAfq_Ss/s400/chicaronesm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338332548102215842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;This caught my attention &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www3.signonsandiego.com/stories/2009/may/21/med-swine-flu-ground-zero-052109/?world/mexico&amp;amp;zIndex=103030"&gt;full AP article jere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Other scientists believe the new strain could have been circulating in humans long before it reached La Gloria. The new strain's ancestry has ties to a pig farm in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;North Carolina where in 1998,&lt;/span&gt; scientists discovered that pig, bird and human viruses had combined in pigs to form a new strain of swine flu that also infected a handful of humans."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;This photo is one of my Aguascalientes pictures, where you can buy porkskins close to my size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-439416664251750966?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/439416664251750966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=439416664251750966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/439416664251750966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/439416664251750966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/north-carolina-origins.html' title='Origins....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShWRKzaJ2KI/AAAAAAAACqo/4NouuAfq_Ss/s72-c/chicaronesm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2377467882587235495</id><published>2009-05-18T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:19:04.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skink territory disputes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShHPqzAALWI/AAAAAAAACqg/YM2Nw0V836c/s1600-h/skinkmales5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShHPqzAALWI/AAAAAAAACqg/YM2Nw0V836c/s400/skinkmales5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337275367562423650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShHPqkcJoVI/AAAAAAAACqY/P6i8MhTJ_AU/s1600-h/skinkmales2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShHPqkcJoVI/AAAAAAAACqY/P6i8MhTJ_AU/s400/skinkmales2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337275363653951826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to get some nice photos of the back porch environs dominant skink making sure that he remains dominant. This type of lizard does not have sharp teeth, so basically a lot of wrestling with jaws clamped around the head. The red/orange coloration of the head is typical of the breeding coloration of this type of skink.(broad head skink)&lt;div&gt;We have seen lots of lizard activity in our yard this spring, five lined skinks, blue tailed skinks and the Carolina anole, mistakely called a chameleon locally because it does have a color change but they ususally move too fast to get a good photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2377467882587235495?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2377467882587235495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2377467882587235495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2377467882587235495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2377467882587235495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/skink-territory-disputes.html' title='skink territory disputes'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShHPqzAALWI/AAAAAAAACqg/YM2Nw0V836c/s72-c/skinkmales5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-626206868402136095</id><published>2009-05-17T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:22:03.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kindness of strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShA5nrV5RfI/AAAAAAAACqQ/X-fdAOHD_hc/s1600-h/Picture_1_07.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShA5nrV5RfI/AAAAAAAACqQ/X-fdAOHD_hc/s400/Picture_1_07.jpg.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336828912246277618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story brightened my day after reading the news&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jByfWOLmjo&amp;amp;eurl=http://jezebel.com/5257676/two-squirrels-one-wall%3Fautoplay%3Dtrue&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-626206868402136095?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/626206868402136095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=626206868402136095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/626206868402136095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/626206868402136095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/05/kindness-of-strangers.html' title='kindness of strangers'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/ShA5nrV5RfI/AAAAAAAACqQ/X-fdAOHD_hc/s72-c/Picture_1_07.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3752684000228937905</id><published>2009-04-07T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:29:10.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are your bluebirds tucked in on this cold night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sdvv0DvQnPI/AAAAAAAACpw/fCjlI2YiPvs/s1600-h/noname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sdvv0DvQnPI/AAAAAAAACpw/fCjlI2YiPvs/s400/noname.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322111062304136434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3752684000228937905?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3752684000228937905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3752684000228937905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3752684000228937905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3752684000228937905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-your-bluebirds-tucked-in-on-this.html' title='Are your bluebirds tucked in on this cold night?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/Sdvv0DvQnPI/AAAAAAAACpw/fCjlI2YiPvs/s72-c/noname.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5582774199706161022</id><published>2009-04-05T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:23:54.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got golden dust?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SdkQza-AsYI/AAAAAAAACpo/-5_qOuz6I-0/s1600-h/redlett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SdkQza-AsYI/AAAAAAAACpo/-5_qOuz6I-0/s400/redlett.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321302910313738626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do, it's everywhere. I think it can be beautiful, like my this red lettuce in my garden.&lt;div&gt;But John is trapped inside, 5 minutes outside puts him down for several hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5582774199706161022?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5582774199706161022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5582774199706161022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5582774199706161022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5582774199706161022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-golden-dust.html' title='Got golden dust?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SdkQza-AsYI/AAAAAAAACpo/-5_qOuz6I-0/s72-c/redlett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8838620199893910260</id><published>2009-04-05T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:54:46.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"We've turned into an American city.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Recent article from Assoc. Press. When are we going to learn the Drug War does nothing but enrich cartels, destabilizes importing countries, and wastes enormous sums that could be used for treatment and education of drug abusers. The US has the highest prison population of any "civilized" country, and a majority of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incarceration is&lt;/span&gt; for lower class, non-violent users of illegal drugs. White collar upper class or famous idiot drug abusers like Rush Limbaugh for example, do not go to prision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenews.com.mx/home/tnArticulo.asp?cve_cont=300087"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've turned into an American city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenews.com.mx/home/tnArticulo.asp?cve_cont=300087"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; With its spectacular bay and stunning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snowcapped&lt;/span&gt; peaks, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; easily ranks as one of the world's most beautiful cities. But in recent months, the people of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'s Olympic city have been living in fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Even as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; prepares to host the 2010 Winter Games, its crime rate is going up. Since January alone, there have been 45 shootings in the region, 17 of them fatal. There were 58 murders last year in this region of 2.7 million people, up from 41 the year before, according to the regional Integrated Homicide Investigation Team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The root of the problem seems to be drugs, or rather a shortage of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Mexican cocaine supply line extends through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, according to Royal Canadian Mounted Police Superintendent Pat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fogarty&lt;/span&gt;. But now the Mexican government of President Felipe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Calderón&lt;/span&gt; has mobilized 45,000 soldiers and 5,000 federal police to curb cartel activity. That has driven up the price of cocaine in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; from $23,300 per kilogram to almost $39,000, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fogarty&lt;/span&gt; says, and gangs are killing each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"People are nervous ... and so are the police," says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fogarty&lt;/span&gt;, head of the regional gang task force. "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;public's&lt;/span&gt; outraged. The government's outraged."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; social activist Jamie Lee Hamilton, who lives in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'s seedy Downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eastside&lt;/span&gt;, says she no longer has much faith in the justice system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I'm really apprehensive about going out in the evening," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="   ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hamilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; says. "We've turned into an American city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8838620199893910260?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8838620199893910260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8838620199893910260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8838620199893910260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8838620199893910260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/04/weve-turned-into-american-city.html' title='&quot;We&apos;ve turned into an American city.”'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3491838154902151106</id><published>2009-03-25T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:31:48.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple's Dreams of Immortality at Death's Door, Thanks to Madoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123785033607519075.html"&gt;original article here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 10px; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="byline" style="font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; font-family: helvetica; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0.583em; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 1.2em; "&gt;y &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/search/search_center.html?KEYWORDS=AMIR+EFRATI&amp;amp;ARTICLESEARCHQUERY_PARSER=bylineAND" style="color: rgb(9, 61, 114); text-decoration: none; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; "&gt;AMIR EFRATI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1.3em" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block;  line-height: 1.5em;  margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;Arakawa and Madeline Gins's quest to make human beings immortal is at risk of dying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;That's because the couple lost their life savings with Bernard Madoff, the mastermind of a multibillion-dollar fraud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;Of all the dreams that were crushed by Mr. Madoff's crime, perhaps none was more unusual than this duo's of achieving everlasting life through architecture. Mr. Arakawa (he uses only his last name) and Ms. Gins design structures they say can enable inhabitants to "counteract the usual human destiny of having to die."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="insetCol3wide" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; width: 280px; float: left; margin-right: 19px; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;div class="insetContent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="first" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; font-size: 1.4em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; 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"&gt;The pair's work, based loosely on a movement known as "transhumanism," is premised on the idea that people degenerate and die in part because they live in spaces that are too comfortable. The artists' solution: construct abodes that leave people disoriented, challenged and feeling anything but comfortable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;They build buildings with no doors inside. They place rooms far apart. They put windows near the ceiling or near the floor. Between rooms are sloping, bumpy moonscape-like floors designed to throw occupants off balance. These features, they argue, stimulate the body and mind, thus prolonging life. "You become like a baby," says Mr. Arakawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 10px; font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;A typical apartment has three or four rooms in the shapes of either a cylinder, a cube, or a sphere. Rooms surround a kitchen-living room combination with bumpy, undulating floors and floor-to-ceiling ladders and poles. Dozens of colors, from school-bus yellow to sky blue, cover the walls, ceilings and other surfaces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;At least one tenant says he feels a little younger already. Nobutaka Yamaoka, who moved in with his wife and two children about two years ago, says he has lost more than 20 pounds and no longer suffers from hay fever, though he isn't sure whether it was cured by the loft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;There is no closet, and Mr. Yamaoka can't buy furniture for the living room or kitchen because the floor is too uneven, but he relishes the lifestyle. "I feel a completely different kind of comfort here," says the 43-year-old video director. His wife, however, complains that the apartment is too cold. Also, the window to the balcony is near the floor, and she keeps bumping her head against the frame when she crawls out to hang up laundry, he says. ("That's one of the exercises," says Ms. Gins.)The couple's destiny intersected with the Madoffs' in 1994, when Ms. Gins met Mr. Madoff's wife, Ruth, at an art gallery. Ms. Gins recalls that she later met the Madoffs at one of her art shows, and Mr. Madoff said he could help her by investing the couple's savings in his firm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;The couple initially invested less than $1 million with Mr. Madoff. Over time, they added deposits and had several million dollars in their investment account at the time of his arrest, Ms. Gins says. "We were grateful to him; he was making things possible for us," she says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;Since Mr. Madoff's Ponzi scheme came to light, the couple have been trying to sell their seminal work, the "Mechanism of Meaning," a series of 84 8-foot-tall panels that took them 10 years to complete, for about $17 million.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;"Museums in the U.S. and Germany would be the best candidates," says Lisa Dennison, an executive at Sotheby's who is trying to line up a buyer. "It's an amazing work, but there are not many possible customers for it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;Barring a sell-off of their collection, the couple fear they won't realize their dream of building a "reversible destiny" village with homes and parks that would combine their theories of life into one community.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;"Here was someone we thought was a supporter of ours," says Ms. Gins of Mr. Madoff, "and he pulled the rug out from under us."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; display: block; font-size: 1.3em; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3491838154902151106?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3491838154902151106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3491838154902151106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3491838154902151106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3491838154902151106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/03/couples-dreams-of-immortality-at-deaths.html' title='Couple&apos;s Dreams of Immortality at Death&apos;s Door, Thanks to Madoff'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-7469376242383987454</id><published>2009-02-17T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:39:18.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>duality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZtuOlatVJI/AAAAAAAACo0/r108TMlsF7M/s1600-h/sacredprofane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZtuOlatVJI/AAAAAAAACo0/r108TMlsF7M/s400/sacredprofane2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303954183000249490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from a vender at the Sunday flea market we often go to. At this point the primary shoppers are Hispanic. I think that this picture helps illustrate the macho culture; a woman is either the sacred virgin mother or displayed for the pleasure and service of men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-7469376242383987454?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7469376242383987454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=7469376242383987454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7469376242383987454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7469376242383987454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/02/duality.html' title='duality'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZtuOlatVJI/AAAAAAAACo0/r108TMlsF7M/s72-c/sacredprofane2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4460859549932620889</id><published>2009-02-17T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:54:30.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>market day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZttw7tCU1I/AAAAAAAACos/nJ7a3b9bnZQ/s1600-h/marketbasket2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZttw7tCU1I/AAAAAAAACos/nJ7a3b9bnZQ/s400/marketbasket2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303953673586627410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZttbX-MtWI/AAAAAAAACok/P8ue3p0qIOI/s1600-h/sacredprofane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" in="" some="" ways="" the="" market="" at="" sunday="" f=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I purchased all these things at the Sunday flea market here in Washington NC. In some ways I can compare our market to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mexicanmercados.com/general/tianguis.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tianguis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a name for a native market in Mexico and Guatemala. Some of these markets in Central America go back thousands of years and have been held in the same place on the same day for all that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" in="" some="" ways="" the="" market="" at="" sunday="" f=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hispanic&lt;/span&gt; population is fairly recent, of course, some of the items that I like to buy as illustrated in my photo are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" in="" some="" ways="" the="" market="" at="" sunday="" f=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cacao, the seeds that make chocolate, I roast mine and grind with my coffee. in the same plate are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; sticks. The green things are cactus pads or leaves called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nopales&lt;/span&gt;. They have become one of my favorite vegetables. My favorite way is to broil both sides and then top with cheese just until it melts. Good and very healthy. And oranges of course,at this time of year families go to Florida and pick oranges to bring back and sell here. Thirteen hour drive to sell juice oranges much more cheaply and fresher than in the grocery store. Nothing better than fresh squeezed OJ to start the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4460859549932620889?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4460859549932620889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4460859549932620889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4460859549932620889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4460859549932620889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/02/market-day.html' title='market day'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZttw7tCU1I/AAAAAAAACos/nJ7a3b9bnZQ/s72-c/marketbasket2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6025998223447528275</id><published>2009-02-11T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:22:41.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>know about red maples?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZMzRyq10nI/AAAAAAAACoU/uk33ORwIwa8/s1600-h/090209ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZMzRyq10nI/AAAAAAAACoU/uk33ORwIwa8/s400/090209ac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637567097459314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Swamp maples are one of the earliest trees to flower here, and even without seeing them in bloom we would know by my allergy suffering husband. Mid February is the beginning of his worst time for allergies and this year is no exception. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But they are beautiful and reading my favorite naturalist writer, sometime posting from Mexico, but now back near Natchez Mississippi they are unsual in the following way.....(you can read this complete entry and others online at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net/n/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;JIM CONRAD’S NATURALIST NEWSLETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The photo credit is also from this newsletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;RED MAPLES FLOWERING Especially with sunlight backlighting them one of the most gorgeous signs of spring right nowis the flowering Red Maples, Those are male flowers, for maple flowers are"polygamodioecious," which means that individual trees  are polygamous and that  that trees can bear only male or only female flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; both male and female flowers can reside on the same tree, BUT the most common condition is for trees to have only all male OR all female flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6025998223447528275?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6025998223447528275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6025998223447528275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6025998223447528275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6025998223447528275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/02/know-about-red-maples.html' title='know about red maples?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SZMzRyq10nI/AAAAAAAACoU/uk33ORwIwa8/s72-c/090209ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2268159674966076635</id><published>2009-02-04T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:41:53.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>giant flowers take over home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYngSdi0v4I/AAAAAAAAClk/YBbBLTgbT9M/s1600-h/janflor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYngSdi0v4I/AAAAAAAAClk/YBbBLTgbT9M/s400/janflor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299013044351057794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.terraceiafarms.com/"&gt;Terra Ceia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; farms has the bulbs that make the biggest, brightest, blooms.  We give them due respect and admiration in our house, and they brighten my day every time I see them. I think that for me anyway, the power of beauty and brillant color in living things has a powerful effect on mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYngSOJzbpI/AAAAAAAAClc/PSbW9s47PvI/s1600-h/janflorsola2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYngSOJzbpI/AAAAAAAAClc/PSbW9s47PvI/s400/janflorsola2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299013040219582098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2268159674966076635?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2268159674966076635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2268159674966076635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2268159674966076635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2268159674966076635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/02/giant-flowers-take-over-home.html' title='giant flowers take over home'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYngSdi0v4I/AAAAAAAAClk/YBbBLTgbT9M/s72-c/janflor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5304769753792359822</id><published>2009-01-27T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:11:26.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tough to be a vole hunter.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYIx1nqcW-I/AAAAAAAAClU/MlVfbgDCJe4/s1600-h/jerrymov.dog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYIx1nqcW-I/AAAAAAAAClU/MlVfbgDCJe4/s400/jerrymov.dog+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850908990954466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been working hard to get rid of those pesky voles, dig, dig dig... hard work for a little guy like me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did it for you! (well I guess digging for rodents is my terrier genes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a dirty job but I'm glad to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the thanks I get?  Foot washing I really despise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FstD8XpI/AAAAAAAAClM/MSV0C3kzVSQ/s1600-h/jerrymov.dog+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FstD8XpI/AAAAAAAAClM/MSV0C3kzVSQ/s400/jerrymov.dog+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169058612043410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FsBGJm6I/AAAAAAAAClE/VN_9qVJwnTU/s1600-h/jerrymov.dog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FsBGJm6I/AAAAAAAAClE/VN_9qVJwnTU/s400/jerrymov.dog+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169046810139554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FrsogjbI/AAAAAAAACk8/3cIIItKxL5M/s1600-h/jerrymov.dog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SX_FrsogjbI/AAAAAAAACk8/3cIIItKxL5M/s400/jerrymov.dog+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169041317105074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...but tomorrow is another day, and I'll still be digging up those voles for you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5304769753792359822?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5304769753792359822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5304769753792359822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5304769753792359822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5304769753792359822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/tough-to-be-vole-hunter.html' title='tough to be a vole hunter.....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SYIx1nqcW-I/AAAAAAAAClU/MlVfbgDCJe4/s72-c/jerrymov.dog+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6351714793458304575</id><published>2009-01-24T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:08:51.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mixed race family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0L1Ill6I/AAAAAAAACj0/ph-5fr2aBl4/s1600-h/crestclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0L1Ill6I/AAAAAAAACj0/ph-5fr2aBl4/s400/crestclose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294883164750452642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0LnPj9hI/AAAAAAAACjs/8gBel1Txxlo/s1600-h/duckcrest3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0LnPj9hI/AAAAAAAACjs/8gBel1Txxlo/s400/duckcrest3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294883161021609490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the local pond ducks show evidence of non-prejudcial mating.  The white duck has the Muscovy duck mohawk and the other members of this family group are all different mixtures of the local population.&lt;div&gt;Just like our new president, they are really not able to be labeled as one race or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0Lu5eMMI/AAAAAAAACjk/O4MeiaHCARQ/s1600-h/duckcrest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0Lu5eMMI/AAAAAAAACjk/O4MeiaHCARQ/s400/duckcrest2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294883163076440258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6351714793458304575?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6351714793458304575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6351714793458304575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6351714793458304575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6351714793458304575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/mixed-race-family.html' title='a mixed race family'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXs0L1Ill6I/AAAAAAAACj0/ph-5fr2aBl4/s72-c/crestclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3257157598148572170</id><published>2009-01-21T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:36:47.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once every 4 years (on average)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXdq4we_OiI/AAAAAAAACik/i_Gk2w7w71w/s1600-h/snowy+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXdq4we_OiI/AAAAAAAACik/i_Gk2w7w71w/s400/snowy+river.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293817410317400610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we get snow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3257157598148572170?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3257157598148572170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3257157598148572170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3257157598148572170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3257157598148572170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-every-4-years-on-average.html' title='once every 4 years (on average)'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXdq4we_OiI/AAAAAAAACik/i_Gk2w7w71w/s72-c/snowy+river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5735746951166386940</id><published>2009-01-19T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:56:55.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kitty stove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXUSh3eBdOI/AAAAAAAACic/CJ4fVxmaEgY/s1600-h/kittystove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXUSh3eBdOI/AAAAAAAACic/CJ4fVxmaEgY/s400/kittystove2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293157310078743778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXUShqmaUsI/AAAAAAAACiU/eS_8Bd7jOJE/s1600-h/kittystove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXUShqmaUsI/AAAAAAAACiU/eS_8Bd7jOJE/s400/kittystove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293157306624266946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John hooked up a small propane stove to put in the garage for Kitty (aka Spike Cat).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the kind of guy he is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course Kitty likes that radient heat. Notice the detail of the pan of water for a humidifer on top of the stove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5735746951166386940?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5735746951166386940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5735746951166386940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5735746951166386940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5735746951166386940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/kitty-stove.html' title='the kitty stove'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SXUSh3eBdOI/AAAAAAAACic/CJ4fVxmaEgY/s72-c/kittystove2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1172486318528631008</id><published>2009-01-11T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T07:38:03.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to  be happy......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div id="exclusiveText"  style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(130, 31, 26); font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(142, 142, 142);  font-style: italic; font-size:16px;"&gt;By Cesar Millan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(130, 31, 26);  font-size:15px;"&gt;The Dog Whisperer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="kicker"  style="margin-top: 2px; color: rgb(142, 142, 142); font-style: italic;  font-weight: bold; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Live in the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Dogs live in the moment. They don’t regret the past or worry about the future. If we can learn to appreciate and focus on what’s happening in the here and now, we’ll experience a richness of living that other members of the animal kingdom enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="articleContent" style="margin-top: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div id="p1"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px;  font-size:0.8em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nurture a balanced life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Offer exercise, discipline, and affection every day. Do the same for yourself. We humans are happier if our routines include physical activity, a sense of structure, and the opportunity to give and receive love on a daily basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust your instincts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Animals don’t care about words. They recognize that what’s really going on in any interaction is beneath the surface. Many of us have lost touch with this all-important instinctual part of our natures. By paying attention to nonverbal cues such as body language and energy, we can learn more about our friends, our loved ones, and ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be direct and consistent in your communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Many of my clients only intermittently enforce rules, leaving their pets confused about what is and isn’t acceptable behavior. Great relationships, no matter the species, begin with clear and consistent communication. This is a lesson we should carry into other areas of our lives—with our family, our friends, and at work. Remember: We teach people how to treat us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Make the time to lend an ear to those you love or those who want to transform their lives. But don’t try to fix their problems, and don’t take their problems personally, either. A great leader is also a great follower and knows that everybody counts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hold grudges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There’s a remarkable lack of conflict in dog packs.  That’s because members resolve the situation when disagreements arise, then move on. Imagine what our world would be like if we dealt with our conflicts before they escalated out of control. Holding onto negative feelings tends to make them multiply and prevent us from moving forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live with purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When dogs are bored, they develop issues ranging from anxiety to aggression. But when given a job and a way to contribute to the pack’s well-being, they turn around almost immediately. All animals—including humans—have an inborn need to work for food and water. Ask yourself how you can contribute more to your job, your family, and the world around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="p1"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px;  font-size:0.8em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Celebrate every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For a dog, every morning is Christmas morning. Every walk is the best walk, every meal is the best meal, every game is the best game. We can learn so much by observing the way our pets rejoice in life’s simplest moments. Take time every day to celebrate the many gifts that are hidden in the ordinary events of your own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1172486318528631008?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1172486318528631008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1172486318528631008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1172486318528631008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1172486318528631008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-be-happy.html' title='how to  be happy......'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6642793347547904372</id><published>2009-01-03T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:53:42.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>having fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWATleSWM4I/AAAAAAAACgQ/To4AxJihlc0/s1600-h/P1020820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWATleSWM4I/AAAAAAAACgQ/To4AxJihlc0/s400/P1020820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287247497039065986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aria, (my friend in Oaxaca) sent me this foto she took of me enjoying some wonderful camarones in Tlactalpan.&lt;div&gt;As you can see I am having a wonderful time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We liked this restaurant, but our favorite place to eat seafood is without a doubt, the Marco Polo near El Parque Ilano in Oaxaco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6642793347547904372?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6642793347547904372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6642793347547904372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6642793347547904372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6642793347547904372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2009/01/having-fun.html' title='having fun?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWATleSWM4I/AAAAAAAACgQ/To4AxJihlc0/s72-c/P1020820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-164772192690518509</id><published>2008-12-25T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:59:18.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoying things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ5-L_gHbI/AAAAAAAACf0/OzcKcugC5Kw/s1600-h/DSC02761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ5-L_gHbI/AAAAAAAACf0/OzcKcugC5Kw/s400/DSC02761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283912003346242994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ4YjoCndI/AAAAAAAACfk/5yrxRM5DT6o/s1600-h/DSC02768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ4YjoCndI/AAAAAAAACfk/5yrxRM5DT6o/s400/DSC02768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283910257343634898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very happy to be in our house. But we still have problems, not the least of which is a leak from the upstairs bath.&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself how lucky we are to have a house, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;albeit&lt;/span&gt; with unresolved construction issues which I believe will eventually get fixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-164772192690518509?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/164772192690518509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=164772192690518509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/164772192690518509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/164772192690518509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/annoyning-things.html' title='annoying things....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ5-L_gHbI/AAAAAAAACf0/OzcKcugC5Kw/s72-c/DSC02761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1579615244815962013</id><published>2008-12-25T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:47:47.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demographics research a success?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ1t3Ohf5I/AAAAAAAACfc/nvbnv2qI7-0/s1600-h/gardengun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ1t3Ohf5I/AAAAAAAACfc/nvbnv2qI7-0/s400/gardengun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283907324847685522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John received this unrequested magazine sample, when I stopped laughing, I realized it is for real. And it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; has some fairly good writing in it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ1t3Ohf5I/AAAAAAAACfc/nvbnv2qI7-0/s1600-h/gardengun.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1579615244815962013?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1579615244815962013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1579615244815962013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1579615244815962013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1579615244815962013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/demographics-research-success.html' title='demographics research a success?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SVQ1t3Ohf5I/AAAAAAAACfc/nvbnv2qI7-0/s72-c/gardengun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4200469098323599777</id><published>2008-12-12T17:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:10:40.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamlico sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMLOhAETsI/AAAAAAAACfU/mBby7uIwrvw/s1600-h/DSC02749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMLOhAETsI/AAAAAAAACfU/mBby7uIwrvw/s400/DSC02749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279075532213079746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird weather, thunderstorms yesterday, lots of rain, brief cold front today, then tomorrow highs in the low 60's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4200469098323599777?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4200469098323599777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4200469098323599777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4200469098323599777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4200469098323599777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/pamlico-sunset.html' title='Pamlico sunset'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMLOhAETsI/AAAAAAAACfU/mBby7uIwrvw/s72-c/DSC02749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8642722918305841786</id><published>2008-12-12T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:07:11.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I distracting you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMKdy44S_I/AAAAAAAACfM/4_vqVI1eJPg/s1600-h/DSC02745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMKdy44S_I/AAAAAAAACfM/4_vqVI1eJPg/s400/DSC02745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279074695201180658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John went to a flea market yesterday and forgot his hat, so he bought one at the flea market. No mirror to see what the hat looked like, but his head was warm.&lt;br /&gt;Could not figure out (until he got home and looked in the mirror and I began to laugh) why people were looking at him a little oddly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8642722918305841786?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8642722918305841786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8642722918305841786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8642722918305841786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8642722918305841786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-distracting-you.html' title='Am I distracting you?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SUMKdy44S_I/AAAAAAAACfM/4_vqVI1eJPg/s72-c/DSC02745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4208567687583621010</id><published>2008-12-07T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:53:24.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood is short.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx-BZ3dEOI/AAAAAAAACe0/SofZ6tdaQic/s1600-h/DSC02740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx-BZ3dEOI/AAAAAAAACe0/SofZ6tdaQic/s400/DSC02740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277231425959825634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is short, immaturity is forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4208567687583621010?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4208567687583621010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4208567687583621010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4208567687583621010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4208567687583621010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/childhood-is-short.html' title='Childhood is short.....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx-BZ3dEOI/AAAAAAAACe0/SofZ6tdaQic/s72-c/DSC02740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-7705278009700093898</id><published>2008-12-07T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:33:49.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just have one thing to say.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx3TzxJoYI/AAAAAAAACek/sfFlRsV7XB8/s1600-h/obmamasing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx3TzxJoYI/AAAAAAAACek/sfFlRsV7XB8/s400/obmamasing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277224045568958850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who took my Obama yard signs..... I just have one thing to say....(well maybe more than one thing)... this was the sign I made and put up after 3 had been stolen.  An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;example&lt;/span&gt; of how venal too many(not all) republicans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah.....&lt;br /&gt;But seriously everyone in the country really won, our president elect is the right man for the times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-7705278009700093898?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7705278009700093898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=7705278009700093898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7705278009700093898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7705278009700093898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-have-one-thing-to-say.html' title='I just have one thing to say.....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/STx3TzxJoYI/AAAAAAAACek/sfFlRsV7XB8/s72-c/obmamasing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3307788964060563920</id><published>2008-10-27T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:29:35.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving to a share economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQZL2WSOKMI/AAAAAAAACLM/2ksfnkuYXhY/s1600-h/jump__12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQZL2WSOKMI/AAAAAAAACLM/2ksfnkuYXhY/s400/jump__12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261976611696027842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered/rediscovered ways to live cheaply or using no money this week. &lt;br /&gt;New discovery, a place on the net called&lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt; Freecycle &lt;/a&gt;where people post things they want to give away or post things that they need. We have been trying to get an old, but still working freezer a useful home, but without success. I signed up for our local freecycle and within a half hour the freezer was picked up by a young father who wants to have a place to put his vegetables from a fall garden and hopefully some venison that he will hunt or have given to him. It was so gratifying to be able to give something away that as the mission of the national organization says"t's a grassroots and entirely nonprofit movement of people who are giving (&amp; getting) stuff for free in their own towns. It's all about reuse and keeping good stuff out of landfills."&lt;br /&gt;Only down side, once you register you get the postings sent to your email, and that can be several or more a day depending on how busy the local freecycle is, but I just use the delete.&lt;br /&gt;And the picture? Well not connected, really just that feeling of free...floating..recycling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3307788964060563920?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3307788964060563920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3307788964060563920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3307788964060563920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3307788964060563920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/moving-to-share-economy.html' title='moving to a share economy'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQZL2WSOKMI/AAAAAAAACLM/2ksfnkuYXhY/s72-c/jump__12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-9013226038033024674</id><published>2008-10-25T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:53:05.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a person could almost live here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNcHZRN0OI/AAAAAAAACLE/5rUzL7C2Bgk/s1600-h/oct08house+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNcHZRN0OI/AAAAAAAACLE/5rUzL7C2Bgk/s400/oct08house+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261150071810805986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNZDjqGtsI/AAAAAAAACK8/fJDP9zVcXV4/s1600-h/oct08house+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNZDjqGtsI/AAAAAAAACK8/fJDP9zVcXV4/s400/oct08house+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146707345192642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNYr3A2KXI/AAAAAAAACK0/EKV6HABEg6Y/s1600-h/oct08house+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNYr3A2KXI/AAAAAAAACK0/EKV6HABEg6Y/s400/oct08house+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261146300223990130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNYKGqlUiI/AAAAAAAACKs/VFqu04PQX9g/s1600-h/oct08house+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNYKGqlUiI/AAAAAAAACKs/VFqu04PQX9g/s400/oct08house+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261145720310026786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest pictures, very hopeful....showing the built in bookcases, built in dresser, both in "my" room, the bathroom, and the kitchen with microwave installed, waiting for stove to be installed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-9013226038033024674?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/9013226038033024674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=9013226038033024674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9013226038033024674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9013226038033024674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/person-could-almost-live-here.html' title='a person could almost live here'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SQNcHZRN0OI/AAAAAAAACLE/5rUzL7C2Bgk/s72-c/oct08house+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8901159341520699529</id><published>2008-10-22T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:04:53.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>working for social justice, cada dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SP8kCO5XpXI/AAAAAAAACKc/Ry7bYYapZoU/s1600-h/oct08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SP8kCO5XpXI/AAAAAAAACKc/Ry7bYYapZoU/s400/oct08+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259962510569088370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a photo of me, but that is not important. This picture is of the artwork that Nancy Scobles, the art teacher at a local school brought of her children's art. The children were studying Molas an textile art form practiced by indigenous people in Panama;we thought it added a nice touch to the setting.&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate to have played a small part in a forum that we held last Friday (Oct 17) in the local Episcopal Church.  The reverend to quote"  I interpret our work with the recently migrated Latino population as a non-negotiable Christian moral value.  After all, as a child Jesus himself was an immigrant to the foreign land and culture of Egypt. As an adult, Jesus did the vast majority of his work crossing cultural borders to work with those who were considered to be "outsiders."  &lt;br /&gt;As you know I am not a believer in the traditional sense, but I believe with all of my spiritual being that we must live the moral values that the Rev. refers to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the text of my opening speech, si te interesa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Soon you will hear from our esteemed panel members who will share with you their extensive research about the realities of our immigrant population, but first I would like to share some personal reflections. My name is Ann Crew and when I retired in 2002 I had a goal of learning to speak Spanish and travel to Latin America. I am still working on the language skills but in the process I have made many trips to parts of Mexico that tourists never see. I have always traveled alone and was initially motivated to attempt to help our Latino population to return the favors of the generosity, kindness and courtesies I was shown in my travels.  &lt;br /&gt;     I have never been to Cancun but I have been to Ixmilquilpan. Ixmilquilpan is a small town in the Mexican state of Hidalgo.  Many of the people living here in Washington are from the rural area around this small town. I feel fortunate to have the experience of seeing some of the culture of the descendents of the original inhabitants of North America; cultures that have struggled to retain their traditions under centuries of oppression and struggle. This centuries’ old way of life is being destroyed by the winds of a global economy that leaves the small villages and farms struggling to exist. This is the human side of globalization which our policies such as NAFTA-facilitated corn exports make it all but impossible for subsistence farmers to make an even a poor living for their families.  Many of our latest immigrants come from towns with no future and are lucky to avoid rape, murder, or starvation on the way to our community.  When I meet people from this part of Mexico who now live in my community I know how motivated they are to make their lives here a success. These hard working families are trying to live the American dream, and if we do not stand in their way, their children will follow the same general upward movement, the same as other immigrant groups, the same path my immigrant predecessors followed.  If we do not stand in their way, by the second generation most will have moved from the fields to the universities and into the professional ranks of the U.S. workforce and by third generation like other immigrants will not be able to understand the language of their grandparents. When I volunteer or substitute in our elementary schools I see the children of these immigrants who come into kindergarten speaking only Spanish and see most enter first grade, comfortably bilingual. These Latino children are often the most serious, hard working children in the room, a reflection of the parents desire to succeed.  &lt;br /&gt; I have never been to Acapulco but I have been to San Pablito, high in the remote mountains of Puebla state. Most of the people in town spoke Otomi, but the only fluent English speaker in town learned in Durham, North Carolina.  In this isolated place I talked to people who had been to my town and had family living here. The only product this town made was fiber paper made from the bark of a fig tree, the same process and type of paper that Cortez observed being used by the Aztecs. Since the hardening of our borders the people in this tiny village, no longer go back and forth as freely. This means that people living here in Washington are going to settle and stay. The boss of the subcontractors that framed my house was from this town, started work at 11 and worked his way up, now as a success in this country he cannot go back to see his aging parents.&lt;br /&gt;I have met so many hard working Latinos in my community, with the kind of values that I want members of my community to have, the Latino culture places the highest importance on the family with the motivation to work hard to provide and succeed for their family. When I see these vibrant families here in our community I am confident that all they have all they need to succeed and enrich our community, if we simply allow them to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to clarify that I am not courageous, far from it; my life has been a privileged and easy one, compared to the most recent immigrants in my community. We chose the subtitle Beaufort County Testaments of Courage when the steering committee was in the early stages of planning for this forum we thought it would be dramatically effective to have personal testimonies from immigrants living in Beaufort County. We wanted you to hear personal stories of courage, sacrifice and perseverance.  But we found out time after time that the climate of fear and intolerance promoted by some in our community had a chilling effect on anyone we asked to tell their stories. We talked to employers of Latinos, we talked to various Latino members of our community, we talked to people who we knew were legal and those whose status was unknown, the answer was always the same, No puedo, I am sorry, I cannot. Sadly, our experience was an education for us in how persuasive is the general climate of fear affects all Latinos, and demonstrates the critical need for forums such as this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8901159341520699529?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8901159341520699529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8901159341520699529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8901159341520699529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8901159341520699529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-for-social-justice-cada-dia.html' title='working for social justice, cada dia'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SP8kCO5XpXI/AAAAAAAACKc/Ry7bYYapZoU/s72-c/oct08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-653534081202040905</id><published>2008-10-20T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:12:31.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deep immersion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SPzz4367_uI/AAAAAAAACKU/dgo3zhkSfxY/s1600-h/081020tr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SPzz4367_uI/AAAAAAAACKU/dgo3zhkSfxY/s400/081020tr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259346623271272162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net/n/08/081020.htm"&gt;latest nature newsletter&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Jim Conrad, now in the Yucatan, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one moves through various cultures, eventually&lt;br /&gt;the question arises as to what keeps people behaving&lt;br /&gt;one way and not another. Why do the Maya keep acting&lt;br /&gt;like Maya, but never even for a moment assume the&lt;br /&gt;habits and outlooks of Arabs or Polynesians? When I'm&lt;br /&gt;back in Mississippi or rural Kentucky, why are most&lt;br /&gt;but not all people socially conservative Republicans&lt;br /&gt;with high cholesterol levels believing that global&lt;br /&gt;warming is mostly bleeding-heart-liberal propaganda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A liberating feature of experiencing deep immersion in&lt;br /&gt;very different cultures is that at some point during&lt;br /&gt;the process you begin seeing how the vast majority of&lt;br /&gt;people dedicate their lives to living like people&lt;br /&gt;around them, unthinkingly, even when it may not be in&lt;br /&gt;their own best personal interest, or that of the&lt;br /&gt;community. Since all cultures I've ever experienced&lt;br /&gt;proved to have at least one unsustainable feature,&lt;br /&gt;over the years I've developed the notion that the herd&lt;br /&gt;instinct and the momentum of tradition and often-&lt;br /&gt;repeated routines are lethally powerful agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, each human, I've also decided, has a kind of&lt;br /&gt;"switch" in the brain that can be flicked whenever the&lt;br /&gt;person wants. It's the abandon-this-culture switch.&lt;br /&gt;Having reached a certain threshold or saturation point&lt;br /&gt;in something, just flick that switch, start thinking&lt;br /&gt;of yourself as belonging to another sphere of&lt;br /&gt;influence, or maybe no sphere of influence at all, and&lt;br /&gt;it's done, you're out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognizing the presence of this switch is important&lt;br /&gt;because herd instinct, tradition and habits aren't&lt;br /&gt;going to save Life on Earth. Only people with their&lt;br /&gt;abandon-this-culture switch flicked, thinking&lt;br /&gt;rationally and behaving decisively -- always at some&lt;br /&gt;point working in conflict with some elements of the&lt;br /&gt;surrounding culture -- can save Life on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, reality is strung together so that you never&lt;br /&gt;get by with just abandoning something. Something else&lt;br /&gt;must always take its place -- fill the vacuum. What&lt;br /&gt;should take the place of an abandoned culture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intimacy with Nature is the most appropriate&lt;br /&gt;substitution. Nature experienced firsthand, Nature&lt;br /&gt;reflected upon, Nature interpreted the way you&lt;br /&gt;personally interpret it. Nature provides the paradigms&lt;br /&gt;needed upon which ethical, sustainable, loving lives&lt;br /&gt;can be built. Nature fills the human spirit's vacuum&lt;br /&gt;when old, unsustainable, dead-headed manners of being&lt;br /&gt;are flicked OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-653534081202040905?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/653534081202040905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=653534081202040905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/653534081202040905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/653534081202040905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/deep-immersion.html' title='deep immersion'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SPzz4367_uI/AAAAAAAACKU/dgo3zhkSfxY/s72-c/081020tr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8081141639837357377</id><published>2008-10-13T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:56:12.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perspective</title><content type='html'>What if the candidates lives were reversed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What if John McCain were a former president of the Harvard Law Review?&lt;br /&gt; What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What if McCain were still married to the first woman he said "I do" to?&lt;br /&gt;What if Obama were the candidate who left his crippled first wife after she no&lt;br /&gt; longer measured up to his standards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What if Michelle Obama were a wife who not only became addicted to pain killers, but acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?&lt;br /&gt; What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What if Obama were a member of the Keating-5?&lt;br /&gt; What if McCain were a charismatic, eloquent speaker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If the above questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what racism does. It covers up,&lt;br /&gt; rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities&lt;br /&gt; in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities&lt;br /&gt; in another when there is a color difference.&lt;br /&gt; You are The Boss.. which team would you hire?&lt;br /&gt; With America facing historic debt, 2 wars,&lt;br /&gt;stumbling health care, a weakened dollar, all-time&lt;br /&gt; high prison population, mortgage crises, bank&lt;br /&gt; foreclosures..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Educational Background:&lt;br /&gt; Obama: Columbia University - B.A. Political&lt;br /&gt;         Science with a Specialization in International Relations.&lt;br /&gt;         Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude&lt;br /&gt; Biden: University of Delaware - B.A in&lt;br /&gt;         History and B.A. in Political Science.&lt;br /&gt;          Syracuse University College of Law -&lt;br /&gt;         Juris Doctor (J.D.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Versus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; McCain: United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899&lt;br /&gt; Palin:    Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester&lt;br /&gt;            North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general study&lt;br /&gt;             University of Idaho - 2 semesters - journalism&lt;br /&gt;             Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester&lt;br /&gt;            University of Idaho - 3 semesters -B.A. in Journalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, which team are you going to hire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: What if Barack Obama had an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8081141639837357377?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8081141639837357377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8081141639837357377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8081141639837357377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8081141639837357377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/perspective.html' title='perspective'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6701786587199324352</id><published>2008-10-01T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:48:09.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it all comes down to greed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOQ2O3Z6lWI/AAAAAAAABjE/W3fZkT99J5U/s1600-h/5619.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOQ2O3Z6lWI/AAAAAAAABjE/W3fZkT99J5U/s400/5619.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252382694439556450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plentymag.com/comics/"&gt;source for image designer here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6701786587199324352?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6701786587199324352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6701786587199324352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6701786587199324352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6701786587199324352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-all-comes-down-to-greed.html' title='it all comes down to greed....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOQ2O3Z6lWI/AAAAAAAABjE/W3fZkT99J5U/s72-c/5619.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5629465084907987211</id><published>2008-09-29T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:39:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iguana rescue.....not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOF0w9gC-NI/AAAAAAAABi8/VS4bAsZWKTs/s1600-h/2270129760103830173S600x600Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOF0w9gC-NI/AAAAAAAABi8/VS4bAsZWKTs/s400/2270129760103830173S600x600Q85.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251607024982227154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire fighters are well used to being called out to rescue kitties in distress from trees that prove too scary, but a lizard? That’s a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firemen were summonsed by the RSPCA, in the UK, after some distressed residents in Cove, Hampshire, reported an iguana stuck up a tree. After arranging an aerial platform for the rescue and the presence of an animal rescue expert the fire brigade started their 45 ft ascent up the tree to find… a branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bemused rescuers realized by the time they were 25ft up that the green-colored ‘iguana’ was nothing more than a weather-beaten algae-covered branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal rescue advisor at the scene Colin Horwood said: “The branch bore a striking resemblance to an iguana when seen from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have never seen anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We take all animal rescues seriously but in this case it was a good intent false alarm.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefighters attending the rescue had thought the call was entirely credible as they knew the RSPCA had rescued another iguana in the area just the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/featured/great-green-lizard-frozen-in-time/2475"&gt;Great Green Lizard Frozen in Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5629465084907987211?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5629465084907987211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5629465084907987211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5629465084907987211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5629465084907987211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/iguana-rescuenot.html' title='Iguana rescue.....not'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SOF0w9gC-NI/AAAAAAAABi8/VS4bAsZWKTs/s72-c/2270129760103830173S600x600Q85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4359316802666884932</id><published>2008-09-25T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:26:20.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beginning bathroom tile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwQBk9NwmI/AAAAAAAABi0/99EPSaQMDxM/s1600-h/bathfloor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwQBk9NwmI/AAAAAAAABi0/99EPSaQMDxM/s400/bathfloor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250088884893500002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for grout, I really think putting the tile down on a diagonal makes it appear larger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4359316802666884932?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4359316802666884932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4359316802666884932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4359316802666884932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4359316802666884932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginning-bathroom-tile.html' title='beginning bathroom tile....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwQBk9NwmI/AAAAAAAABi0/99EPSaQMDxM/s72-c/bathfloor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8989018872619035370</id><published>2008-09-25T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:24:28.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally some real kitchen progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwPQAPohuI/AAAAAAAABis/cOtIXZaM_2Y/s1600-h/ebay+092+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwPQAPohuI/AAAAAAAABis/cOtIXZaM_2Y/s400/ebay+092+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250088033225049826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwPCYTJZhI/AAAAAAAABik/o35BcGlyZ3I/s1600-h/kitchen+cabinet+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwPCYTJZhI/AAAAAAAABik/o35BcGlyZ3I/s400/kitchen+cabinet+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250087799164069394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwOzqf1WxI/AAAAAAAABic/N9vDnLHyKdE/s1600-h/kitchen+cabinet1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwOzqf1WxI/AAAAAAAABic/N9vDnLHyKdE/s400/kitchen+cabinet1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250087546351082258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roughed in kitchen cabinets, finish work needed, but you can get an idea.(you can click on each picture to see more details in a larger view)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8989018872619035370?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8989018872619035370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8989018872619035370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8989018872619035370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8989018872619035370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-some-real-kitchen-progress.html' title='finally some real kitchen progress'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNwPQAPohuI/AAAAAAAABis/cOtIXZaM_2Y/s72-c/ebay+092+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3253819252056835694</id><published>2008-09-23T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:12:51.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear American,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNmF6eNcpWI/AAAAAAAABiU/iXfBRt6TIRw/s1600-h/weneedtotalk128642438433181769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNmF6eNcpWI/AAAAAAAABiU/iXfBRt6TIRw/s400/weneedtotalk128642438433181769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249374080265397602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear American:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask you to support an urgent secret business relationship with a transfer of funds of great magnitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Ministry of the Treasury of the Republic of America. My country has had crisis that has caused the need for large transfer of funds of 800 billion dollars US. If you would assist me in this transfer, it would be most profitable to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working with Mr. Phil Gram, lobbyist for UBS, who will be my replacement as Ministry of the Treasury in January. As a Senator, you may know him as the leader of the American banking deregulation movement in the 1990s. This transactin is 100% safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a matter of great urgency. We need a blank check. We need the funds as quickly as possible. We cannot directly transfer these funds in the names of our close friends because we are constantly under surveillance. My family lawyer advised me that I should look for a reliable and trustworthy person who will act as a next of kin so the funds can be transferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please reply with all of your bank account, IRA and college fund account numbers and those of your children and grandchildren to wallstreetbailout@treasury.gov so that we may transfer your commission for this transaction. After I receive that information, I will respond with detailed information about safeguards that will be used to protect the funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Faithfully Minister of Treasury Paulson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3253819252056835694?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3253819252056835694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3253819252056835694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3253819252056835694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3253819252056835694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-american.html' title='Dear American,'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNmF6eNcpWI/AAAAAAAABiU/iXfBRt6TIRw/s72-c/weneedtotalk128642438433181769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8348044063571893551</id><published>2008-09-14T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:46:57.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an ancient and revered basil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNFGFfX-EnI/AAAAAAAABhs/I_vlg_cR4Hg/s1600-h/tulsi-natures-gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNFGFfX-EnI/AAAAAAAABhs/I_vlg_cR4Hg/s400/tulsi-natures-gift.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247052100998664818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   below is what some of the proponents say, I say from personal experience that the tea (no caffeine) is delicious and seems to have an immediate effect on my state of relative calm, in other words it seems to help me stay more centered, stronger emotionally, and better able to resist the fears and worries that we are presented with daily. &lt;br /&gt;The unique chemistry of Tulsi is highly complex. Tulsi contains hundreds of different beneficial compounds known as phyto-chemicals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the essential oil in the leaves of Tulsi, which contributes to the fragrant and refreshing flavor of Tulsi Tea, is a particularly rich source of valuable phyto-chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working together, these compounds possess strong anti-oxidant, anti-bacterial, anti-viral, and immune-enhancing properties that promote general health and support the body's natural defense against germs, stress and disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is that tulsi is one of the most effective adaptogens ever known. An adaptogen is an agent that helps the body adapt more efficiently to stress. Adaptogens reduce the intensity and negative impact of the stress caused by mental tension, emotional difficulties, poor lifestyle habits, disease and infection, pollution and other factors . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Holistic Health Promotion.&lt;br /&gt;Enhances general health and well-being, having positive overall effects on the body and mind. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Stress Resilience.&lt;br /&gt;Increases the capacity to cope and adapt to changing and challenging environments, and reduces the negative physical and psychological effects of stress (adaptogenic). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Energy and Performance.&lt;br /&gt;Improves stamina and endurance, and increases the body's efficiency in using oxygen. Enhances protein synthesis and strength. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Anti-Aging Effects.&lt;br /&gt;Helps retain (and regain!) youthful vigour, and slows the biological aging process by reducing the impact of physiological aging factors. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Antioxidants.&lt;br /&gt;Provides significant antioxidant and free radical scavenging protection. Neutralizes dangerous biochemicals that contribute to premature aging, cancer, and degenerative diseases. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Radiation Protection.&lt;br /&gt;Reduces the cell and tissue damage caused by harmful rays of the sun, TV, computers, X-rays, radiation therapy, high altitude air travel, etc. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Immunity Tune-Up.&lt;br /&gt;Strengthens and modulates the immune system. Reduces allergic histamine, asthmatic and other adverse immune reactions.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Anti-inflammatory Action.&lt;br /&gt;Reduces the painful and dangerous inflammation that plays a key role in various forms of arthritis, cancer and degenerative neurological disorders.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Antibiotic Protection.&lt;br /&gt;Offers significant natural antibacterial, antiviral and antifungal properties and is, thereby, helpful in treating many serious systemic diseases, as well as localized infections.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Heart and Vascular Protection.&lt;br /&gt;Lowers dangerous cholesterol and stress-related high blood pressure, protects the heart and blood vessels, and has mild blood thinning qualities, thereby decreasing the likelihood of strokes. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Liver Support.&lt;br /&gt;Generally contributes to healthy liver function, improves the metabolic breakdown and elimination of dangerous chemicals in the blood, and counteracts various liver diseases. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Lung and Bronchial Support.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to contributing generally to respiratory health, Tulsi has been shown to be helpful in the treatment of a variety of serious allergic, inflammatory and infectious disorders affecting the lungs and related tissues. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;Contains vitamins C and A, and minerals calcium, zinc and iron, as well as chlorophyll and many other phytonutrients. It also enhances the efficient digestion, absorption and use of nutrients from food and other herbs. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And, as if that weren't enough, among its many other benefits, Tulsi also lowers fevers, reduces nausea, vomiting and cramping, protects against gastric ulcers, lowers dangerous blood sugar levels in diabetics, diminishes "bad breath," and repels mosquitoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8348044063571893551?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8348044063571893551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8348044063571893551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8348044063571893551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8348044063571893551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/ancient-and-revered-basil.html' title='an ancient and revered basil'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SNFGFfX-EnI/AAAAAAAABhs/I_vlg_cR4Hg/s72-c/tulsi-natures-gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2758352866149684230</id><published>2008-09-13T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:33:20.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dis-Ode to Republican veep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SM7iqlvJvaI/AAAAAAAABhk/0y-6pKK_mK4/s1600-h/5543.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SM7iqlvJvaI/AAAAAAAABhk/0y-6pKK_mK4/s400/5543.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246379837245472162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually know everything I need to know when I found out that she thinks it fun to shoot wolves from planes. But this really says the rest quite eloquently.&lt;br /&gt;Excerpted from a essay by Eve Ensler &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/eve-ensler/drill-drill-drill_b_124829.html"&gt;complete essay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin does not believe in evolution.I take this as a metaphor.In her world and the world of Fundamentalists nothing changes or gets better or evolves. She does not believe in global warming. The melting of the arctic, the storms that are destroying our cities, the pollution and rise of cancers, are all part of God's plan.  She is fighting to take the polar bears off the endangered species list. The earth, in Palin's view, is here to be taken and plundered. The wolves and the bears are here to be shot and plundered. She has been known to kill 40 caribou at a clip. She has shot hundreds of wolves from the air. The oil is here to be taken and plundered. Iraq is here to be taken and plundered. As she said herself of the Iraqi war, "It was a task from God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin does not believe in abortion. She does not believe women who are raped and incested and ripped open against their will should have a right to determine whether they have their rapist's baby or not. &lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin does not much believe in thinking. From what I gather she has tried to ban books from the library, has a tendency to dispense with people who think independently. She cannot tolerate an environment of ambiguity and difference. This is a woman who could and might very well be the next president of the United States. She would govern one of the most diverse populations on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah believes in God. That is of course her right, her private right. But when God and Guns come together in the public sector, when war is declared in God's name,when the rights of women are denied in his name, that is the end of separation of church and state and the undoing of everything America has ever tried to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vote is a vote that will determine the future not just of the U.S., but of the planet. It will determine whether we create policies to save the earth or make it forever uninhabitable for humans. It will determine whether we move towards dialogue and diplomacy in the world or whether we escalate violence through invasion, undermining and attack. It will determine whether we go for oil,strip mining, coal burning or invest our money in alternatives that will free us from dependency and destruction. It will determine if money gets spent on education and health care or whether we build more and more methods of killing. It will determine whether America is a free open tolerant society or a closed place of fear, fundamentalism and aggression.&lt;br /&gt;Consider the chant that filled the hall after Palin spoke at the RNC, "Drill Drill Drill." I think of teeth when I think of drills. I think of rape. I think of destruction. I think of domination. I think of military exercises that force mindless repetition, emptying the brain of analysis, doubt, ambiguity or dissent.  I think of pain.&lt;br /&gt; Do we want a future of drilling? More holes in the ozone, in the floor of the sea, more holes in our thinking, in the trust between nations and peoples, more holes in the fabric of this precious thing we call life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2758352866149684230?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2758352866149684230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2758352866149684230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2758352866149684230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2758352866149684230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/dis-ode-to-republican-veep.html' title='Dis-Ode to Republican veep'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SM7iqlvJvaI/AAAAAAAABhk/0y-6pKK_mK4/s72-c/5543.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1081484049150144228</id><published>2008-09-11T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:20:51.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful, abundant, but...poison</title><content type='html'>Scientific Name&lt;br /&gt;Chlorophyllum molybdites&lt;br /&gt;Common Name&lt;br /&gt;Green-Spored Parasol, Green Gill&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMmZYDyNfqI/AAAAAAAABhE/m6Z6xwxr8a0/s1600-h/chlorophyllum_molybdites_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMmZYDyNfqI/AAAAAAAABhE/m6Z6xwxr8a0/s400/chlorophyllum_molybdites_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244891879661469346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMmYVTgzifI/AAAAAAAABg8/5d35hup0lYA/s1600-h/Chlorophyllum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMmYVTgzifI/AAAAAAAABg8/5d35hup0lYA/s400/Chlorophyllum.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244890732832197106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly poisonous and producing severe gastrointestinal symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea,is the most commonly consumed poisonous mushroom in North America. The nature of the poisoning is predominantly gastrointestinal,and can be so severe as to be fatal.&lt;br /&gt;This time of year, they are springing up everywhere and can get quite large. I have read that one reason for some poisonings is that Asian immigrants are used to eating a mushroom that looks like this in the Asian Indonesian countries they come from, so make the assumption this look-alike is good to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching the squirrels eat this mushroom quite avidly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1081484049150144228?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1081484049150144228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1081484049150144228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1081484049150144228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1081484049150144228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-abundant-butpoison.html' title='beautiful, abundant, but...poison'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMmZYDyNfqI/AAAAAAAABhE/m6Z6xwxr8a0/s72-c/chlorophyllum_molybdites_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-7354811506806241442</id><published>2008-09-09T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:42:00.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMbfVDUhSiI/AAAAAAAABg0/2q55FYnzmLA/s1600-h/6219-567008-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMbfVDUhSiI/AAAAAAAABg0/2q55FYnzmLA/s400/6219-567008-p.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244124368881142306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes are the only thing I cannot find at my Goodwill/Salvation Army/Used Clothing stores, so the few shoes that I buy I order oline from Zappos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/shoes.zhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zappos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Free Shipping &amp; Free 365 Day Returns..this is really true, that is free shipping both ways, and no questions asked on returns. I have actually ordered different sizes in the same shoe just to make sure I had the right size and returned the other. Huge selection, and usually shipping in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;However, I have gone to the dark side, that is the Croc shoe side, made in China, from some petrolum based synthetic material. I now have two pairs, the extremely comfortable slides that actually have some arch support and now, even worse, I now have a pair of high heel crocs (actually my only pair of high heels)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-7354811506806241442?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7354811506806241442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=7354811506806241442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7354811506806241442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7354811506806241442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/customer-service.html' title=''/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMbfVDUhSiI/AAAAAAAABg0/2q55FYnzmLA/s72-c/6219-567008-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2489393662902249814</id><published>2008-09-07T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:43:42.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky one more time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMRm7wvRzRI/AAAAAAAABgs/iQZ37Z1xOCc/s1600-h/ebay+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMRm7wvRzRI/AAAAAAAABgs/iQZ37Z1xOCc/s400/ebay+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243429043047615762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMRlvgm-5jI/AAAAAAAABgk/YTZQTczu21U/s1600-h/ebay+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMRlvgm-5jI/AAAAAAAABgk/YTZQTczu21U/s400/ebay+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243427733047797298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most storm swept through never attained hurricane status (but only by a few miles)&lt;br /&gt;the street next to the water had a brief period of water, but it left quickly with no damage to any one's home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2489393662902249814?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2489393662902249814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2489393662902249814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2489393662902249814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2489393662902249814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky-one-more-time.html' title='lucky one more time'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SMRm7wvRzRI/AAAAAAAABgs/iQZ37Z1xOCc/s72-c/ebay+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5040773719321808372</id><published>2008-08-30T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:51:28.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How will you describe....</title><content type='html'>Kinda glad at this point in my life that I do not have children or grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;How could you possibly describe how magical a night of fireflies was or how hauntingly beautiful the call of the whipper will was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our world is so losing so much every day, so inexpressibly sad. Not enough people care enough to stop this daily loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080830/ap_on_re_as/fading_fireflies;_ylt=AvTDrO8pPNrWKifEHIGEPtCs0NUE"&gt;Vanishing fireflies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stateofthebirds.audubon.org/cbid/profile.php?id=17"&gt;Disappearing whippoorwills&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5040773719321808372?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5040773719321808372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5040773719321808372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5040773719321808372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5040773719321808372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-will-you-describe.html' title='How will you describe....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-7787407260128450537</id><published>2008-08-30T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:59:43.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen floor, now and then</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLnsEEhDncI/AAAAAAAABfs/Nuvl1E23fls/s1600-h/ebay+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLnsEEhDncI/AAAAAAAABfs/Nuvl1E23fls/s400/ebay+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240479196098305474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLnqfDP_JGI/AAAAAAAABfk/LvfqvdG-Gg8/s1600-h/kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLnqfDP_JGI/AAAAAAAABfk/LvfqvdG-Gg8/s400/kitchen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240477460591486050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got someone to sand, stain, and finish our kitchen floor(buried under layers of 70's era linoleum and glue.&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-7787407260128450537?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7787407260128450537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=7787407260128450537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7787407260128450537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/7787407260128450537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/08/kitchen-floor-before-and-after.html' title='Kitchen floor, now and then'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLnsEEhDncI/AAAAAAAABfs/Nuvl1E23fls/s72-c/ebay+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2341455337676707378</id><published>2008-08-23T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:59:59.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie's Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAlqAS-JaI/AAAAAAAABfE/k6dbcuh1oFM/s1600-h/debbieshawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAlqAS-JaI/AAAAAAAABfE/k6dbcuh1oFM/s400/debbieshawk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237727770196190626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie has a pair of young Cooper's Hawk that have taken up residence in her yard.&lt;br /&gt;This one let me get close enough for a good photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2341455337676707378?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2341455337676707378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2341455337676707378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2341455337676707378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2341455337676707378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/08/debbies-hawk.html' title='Debbie&apos;s Hawk'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAlqAS-JaI/AAAAAAAABfE/k6dbcuh1oFM/s72-c/debbieshawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3224681217982121734</id><published>2008-08-23T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:56:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my kitchen, now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAketISRCI/AAAAAAAABe8/-syshI_Tahg/s1600-h/kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAketISRCI/AAAAAAAABe8/-syshI_Tahg/s400/kitchen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237726476560909346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAkQAIw8NI/AAAAAAAABe0/yvm_tRZNdwU/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAkQAIw8NI/AAAAAAAABe0/yvm_tRZNdwU/s400/kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237726223965155538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pictures a while back, and as of today, nothing much has changed. However, I am hoping that in the next couple of weeks, I can post some things that will show a dramatic change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3224681217982121734?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3224681217982121734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3224681217982121734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3224681217982121734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3224681217982121734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-kitchen-now.html' title='my kitchen, now'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SLAketISRCI/AAAAAAAABe8/-syshI_Tahg/s72-c/kitchen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-85710486039986129</id><published>2008-08-11T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:22:05.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite living naturalist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SKDIqhCxfDI/AAAAAAAABes/DfreMrUpwzY/s1600-h/indigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SKDIqhCxfDI/AAAAAAAABes/DfreMrUpwzY/s400/indigo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233403399754578994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking to for this plant that grows in my garden, I found out this a native indigo. I found this information on the plant form Jim's backyard natue site. Below is an excerpt from perhaps my favorite naturalist who is writing about the envoronment, as he explains why he is headed back to Mexico, as opposed to staying here and work for change.(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net/n/08/080811.htm"&gt;Click here for full entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt from his latest entry. All of his Newsletters are archived at &lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net/n/"&gt;http://www.backyardnature.net/n/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jim’s backyard-nature site at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.backyardnature.net"&gt;http://www.backyardnature.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY HERE, NOT THERE? "Here" being the Yucatán, "there" being the US.&lt;br /&gt;Nature is varied and dynamic enough in North America&lt;br /&gt;for me to be content forever up there as a naturalist.&lt;br /&gt;Also, with regard to my environmentalism, I've always&lt;br /&gt;felt that my fight should be in the US, not here, not&lt;br /&gt;only because I am native of there, but also because no&lt;br /&gt;civilization in the history of humanity has ever been&lt;br /&gt;as destructive of Nature -- with its unrestrained&lt;br /&gt;appetites -- as US society. I should really stay up&lt;br /&gt;there "thinking globally, working locally." So, why&lt;br /&gt;have I come here, and didn't stay there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything it's because in the US public&lt;br /&gt;transportation infrastructure is so poorly developed.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm up there in the kinds of places I like to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm grounded unless I hitch a ride with someone or&lt;br /&gt;bike, and it's simply dangerous in backcountry US to&lt;br /&gt;bike most roads. In Mexico, in contrast, I can get&lt;br /&gt;almost anywhere paying an acceptable fare. It may be&lt;br /&gt;in the back of a pickup truck or in a rickety micro&lt;br /&gt;van, but at least the option exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just during the few weeks I was in the US&lt;br /&gt;my Greyhound ticket doubled in price and service was&lt;br /&gt;reduced dramatically. What used to be an overnight run&lt;br /&gt;between Mississippi and the Mexican border, with two&lt;br /&gt;stopovers, now takes 22 hours with three stopovers,&lt;br /&gt;and each stopover is miserable. Twice in the US I had&lt;br /&gt;to leave the bus because I saw my baggage being&lt;br /&gt;removed in the wrong place, though clearly marked. In&lt;br /&gt;Mexico, prices haven't changed, and first-class&lt;br /&gt;service remains as professional as ever, which is very&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second reason I'm here, not there, is political.&lt;br /&gt;Twice last year nature-oriented organizations invited&lt;br /&gt;me to visit them as naturalist-in-residence and twice&lt;br /&gt;I was disinvited when they read my Newsletters&lt;br /&gt;directing readers to the Union of Concerned&lt;br /&gt;Scientists' documentation of how the Bush&lt;br /&gt;Administration consistently and destructively&lt;br /&gt;manipulates scientific information, and simply lies to&lt;br /&gt;the US public on important issues. It seems that&lt;br /&gt;professionally I have no future in the US. Here people&lt;br /&gt;are glad when I can advise them on this or that&lt;br /&gt;technical matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third reason I am here, not there, is because at age&lt;br /&gt;60 I'm anticipating needing medical services. I can't&lt;br /&gt;afford basic services there, but here I think I can&lt;br /&gt;get what I need at costs that even I can afford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-85710486039986129?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/85710486039986129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=85710486039986129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/85710486039986129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/85710486039986129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-living-naturalist.html' title='my favorite living naturalist'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SKDIqhCxfDI/AAAAAAAABes/DfreMrUpwzY/s72-c/indigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2025081725491769762</id><published>2008-06-17T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:39:52.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfawRhUfPI/AAAAAAAABco/LnmSa32ua6Q/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfawRhUfPI/AAAAAAAABco/LnmSa32ua6Q/s400/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212875616576371954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfadBwOGGI/AAAAAAAABcg/MZFUcFYLteo/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfadBwOGGI/AAAAAAAABcg/MZFUcFYLteo/s400/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212875285926385762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfZ_HoRVJI/AAAAAAAABcY/sWBbnCS4K9o/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfZ_HoRVJI/AAAAAAAABcY/sWBbnCS4K9o/s400/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212874772107580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfZjeCYt-I/AAAAAAAABcQ/j4dY-ErNyu8/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfZjeCYt-I/AAAAAAAABcQ/j4dY-ErNyu8/s400/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212874297086359522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for something to happen with our house, After a flurry of activity to remove everything and then the demolition of the upstairs rooms we now seem to be in a waiting pattern, to be expected I guess. We are aware that this will be a long process, this coming Friday will be one month since the night of the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...baby bunnies. These babies were playing just outside the window of the health club pool where I was exercising. It was late dusk and the lights were on inside the pool so I think the bunnies could not see anything but a dark wall, they were actually pressed up against the window. I was not able to get the shot of the babies nursing with their monter, that would have been great, but I was able to get these pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2025081725491769762?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2025081725491769762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2025081725491769762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2025081725491769762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2025081725491769762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-bunnies.html' title='baby bunnies'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFfawRhUfPI/AAAAAAAABco/LnmSa32ua6Q/s72-c/DSC01998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-1659823225566428350</id><published>2008-06-16T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:34:05.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gardenias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFcihQCUK1I/AAAAAAAABb4/Z51WYVJx3Zk/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFcihQCUK1I/AAAAAAAABb4/Z51WYVJx3Zk/s400/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212673048340343634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a slow week for house restoration, but we go by several times a day to pick gardenias to take back to our temp house and check on kitty. The gardenias are the most prolific we have EVER seen them, the bush is absolutely full and the yard is full of fragrance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-1659823225566428350?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1659823225566428350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=1659823225566428350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1659823225566428350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/1659823225566428350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/06/gardenias.html' title='gardenias'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFcihQCUK1I/AAAAAAAABb4/Z51WYVJx3Zk/s72-c/DSC02010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-338347870323550557</id><published>2008-06-13T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:04:19.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke gets in your eyes..and nose, and throat....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFKnTT1Ba8I/AAAAAAAABbo/ffWubYya3Kw/s1600-h/a6e54a50-0974-49cc-9c91-86cd2e5c2dba.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFKnTT1Ba8I/AAAAAAAABbo/ffWubYya3Kw/s400/a6e54a50-0974-49cc-9c91-86cd2e5c2dba.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211411669003103170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting for the framing to come for the roof...watching the weather so that once the roof is removed they will have time to cover before the next rain. Even if we have to delay our house, we desperately need rain, things are already looking parched and even more threatening, there is a large, still not contained fire burning in the Pocosin Refuge east of us. The smoke here looks like a medium to dense fog, not healthy for venturing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wdnweb.com/articles/2008/06/13/news/news01.txt"&gt;Here is the link &lt;/a&gt;to the local paper's article on the fire,which is currently the largest active wildfire in the United States. The fire started with a lightning strike June 1 in Pocosin Lakes National Wildlife Refuge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-338347870323550557?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/338347870323550557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=338347870323550557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/338347870323550557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/338347870323550557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/06/smoke-gets-in-your-eyesand-nose-and.html' title='Smoke gets in your eyes..and nose, and throat....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFKnTT1Ba8I/AAAAAAAABbo/ffWubYya3Kw/s72-c/a6e54a50-0974-49cc-9c91-86cd2e5c2dba.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-9156794591586986761</id><published>2008-06-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:15:07.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all in all, a positive experience, really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFB4INTy0xI/AAAAAAAABbg/c5nAsZm945s/s1600-h/DSC02004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFB4INTy0xI/AAAAAAAABbg/c5nAsZm945s/s400/DSC02004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210796851274634002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFB33VmSOKI/AAAAAAAABbY/sKXFsSEyTn4/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFB33VmSOKI/AAAAAAAABbY/sKXFsSEyTn4/s400/DSC02006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210796561441896610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the picture, taken yesterday of the second floor of our house looks rather shocking, we are not unduly stressed. This picture shows the work being done to remove all the walls,taking everything down to the studs in order to repair and remove all traces of burn and smoke. In the end our house will be cleaner, better, brighter, have a new roof, all interiors replaced and/or repainted. We also plan to do lots of upgrading, new kitchen, new bathroom upstairs and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-9156794591586986761?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/9156794591586986761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=9156794591586986761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9156794591586986761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9156794591586986761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-in-all-positive-experience-really.html' title='all in all, a positive experience, really!'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SFB4INTy0xI/AAAAAAAABbg/c5nAsZm945s/s72-c/DSC02004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8498128276677285502</id><published>2008-05-20T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:03:32.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got skink?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDLLeBgMKTI/AAAAAAAABbI/pQa-UVxpx7Y/s1600-h/mayskink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDLLeBgMKTI/AAAAAAAABbI/pQa-UVxpx7Y/s400/mayskink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202444236226308402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a male broad head skink in red headed breeding mode. He disappeared when our one-eyed kitty came strolling by. Also saw a nice little garter snake, but (do not worry, Jerry, no pictures here!)&lt;br /&gt;Last year I found a five lived skink &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;in a nest with her eggs,&lt;a href="http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2007/08/five-lined-skink-in-her-nest.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this was around June as I recall, here is the link to my post showing mama and her eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8498128276677285502?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8498128276677285502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8498128276677285502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8498128276677285502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8498128276677285502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/got-skink.html' title='got skink?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDLLeBgMKTI/AAAAAAAABbI/pQa-UVxpx7Y/s72-c/mayskink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5402337165089881893</id><published>2008-05-19T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:31:34.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a waste.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDG5UxgMKSI/AAAAAAAABbA/GgRf9ytU5YI/s1600-h/0518MARTIN-1260x909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDG5UxgMKSI/AAAAAAAABbA/GgRf9ytU5YI/s400/0518MARTIN-1260x909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202142811126507810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the NY Times....articles on how much food we waste. I try to waste nothing, but I am sure I can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/05/19/health/Well_food_slideshow_index.html"&gt;here to see the the slide show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5402337165089881893?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5402337165089881893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5402337165089881893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5402337165089881893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5402337165089881893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-waste.html' title='what a waste.....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SDG5UxgMKSI/AAAAAAAABbA/GgRf9ytU5YI/s72-c/0518MARTIN-1260x909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2270003249109084485</id><published>2008-05-12T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:51:59.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>views from Nags Heads Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6yhgMKHI/AAAAAAAABZQ/JTSCitEoDv0/s1600-h/DSC01859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6yhgMKHI/AAAAAAAABZQ/JTSCitEoDv0/s400/DSC01859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199611146948847730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6hhgMKGI/AAAAAAAABZI/CNRusAkMQlE/s1600-h/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6hhgMKGI/AAAAAAAABZI/CNRusAkMQlE/s400/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199610854891071586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6FRgMKFI/AAAAAAAABZA/izwbEyl2QT0/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6FRgMKFI/AAAAAAAABZA/izwbEyl2QT0/s400/DSC01857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199610369559767122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this small hilly wooded area between the sound and the ocean is owned by the nature conservancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2270003249109084485?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2270003249109084485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2270003249109084485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2270003249109084485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2270003249109084485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/sound-view-from-nags-heads-woods.html' title='views from Nags Heads Woods'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCi6yhgMKHI/AAAAAAAABZQ/JTSCitEoDv0/s72-c/DSC01859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2281341067098440550</id><published>2008-05-12T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T05:44:37.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few more beach pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg62hgMKEI/AAAAAAAABY4/iJZGaDtCL-I/s1600-h/april08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg62hgMKEI/AAAAAAAABY4/iJZGaDtCL-I/s400/april08+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199470478179969090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg40xgMKDI/AAAAAAAABYw/GhH-82SYGPA/s1600-h/april08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg40xgMKDI/AAAAAAAABYw/GhH-82SYGPA/s400/april08+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199468249091942450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg3hRgMKCI/AAAAAAAABYo/7po_TaKsajg/s1600-h/april08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg3hRgMKCI/AAAAAAAABYo/7po_TaKsajg/s400/april08+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199466814572865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more beach (Nags Head) photos from our April "leave the allergens behind month"  &lt;br /&gt;These are from the Charles Kuralt trail that goes around a wildlife lagoon, lots of wading birds and I saw a baltimore oriole, but impossible to get a photo. I did get this turtle with a beautiful design on his back, have not tried to identify yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2281341067098440550?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2281341067098440550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2281341067098440550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2281341067098440550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2281341067098440550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/few-more-beach-pics.html' title='a few more beach pics'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SCg62hgMKEI/AAAAAAAABY4/iJZGaDtCL-I/s72-c/april08+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-5050567384483379167</id><published>2008-05-03T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:22:49.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't make me grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzzavgPIVI/AAAAAAAABXw/bwVBhH8P6vQ/s1600-h/april08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzzavgPIVI/AAAAAAAABXw/bwVBhH8P6vQ/s400/april08+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196295710832533842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me in a beach chair in Manteo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-5050567384483379167?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/5050567384483379167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=5050567384483379167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5050567384483379167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/5050567384483379167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-cant-make-me-grow-up.html' title='you can&apos;t make me grow up'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzzavgPIVI/AAAAAAAABXw/bwVBhH8P6vQ/s72-c/april08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8375728535600449589</id><published>2008-05-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:19:09.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzy5PgPIUI/AAAAAAAABXo/qCS5ZMVERLg/s1600-h/april08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzy5PgPIUI/AAAAAAAABXo/qCS5ZMVERLg/s400/april08+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196295135306916162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzydvgPITI/AAAAAAAABXg/zPxsG1dxa78/s1600-h/april08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzydvgPITI/AAAAAAAABXg/zPxsG1dxa78/s400/april08+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196294662860513586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is strange that when I am traveling in Mexico I feel the need to post almost daily but that when I am living closer to home, I post less. I think when I am far from home, I feel the need to let people know I'm OK and also I have heard that my many fans like my photos and stories about my travels (I use many fans facetiously here, but I do know my Mom likes to my daily travel updates!) &lt;br /&gt;But I take pictures almost every day that I think are worth sharing with someone...&lt;br /&gt;We are back from the "escape the allergens second annual April at the beach" trip so here are some sunset views, we were facing the sound side this year instead of the ocean side so we got to see some great sunsets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8375728535600449589?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8375728535600449589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8375728535600449589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8375728535600449589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8375728535600449589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-posts-soon.html' title='another sunset'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SBzy5PgPIUI/AAAAAAAABXo/qCS5ZMVERLg/s72-c/april08+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4276688645689012104</id><published>2008-04-24T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:12:41.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are monsters....</title><content type='html'>anything but curb our consumption, let the world starve....&lt;span class="first"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Source: Earthweek;Diary of the Planet &lt;a href="http://www.earthweek.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Food riots in several poor nations during the past month have U.N. and other officials arguing that the growing diversion of grain harvest from food to ethanol fuel is causing a global food crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  “The reality is that people are dying already,” said Jacques Diouf, of the Food and Agriculture Organization.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last week, the U.N. predicted "massacres" unless the biofuel policy is halted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The world food situation is very serious. We have seen riots in Egypt, Cameroon, Haiti and Burkina Faso," said Diouf. "There is a risk that this unrest will spread in countries where 50 percent to 60 percent of income goes to food."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Global food prices have jumped 83 percent over the past three years as the world’s main agricultural producers shifted their focus to biofuels. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indian Finance Minister P. Chidambaram has called on industrial nations to cut off all subsidies for such alternative energy production, and to focus on providing food to the developing world. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dominique Strauss-Kahn, head of the International Monetary Fund, says a growing number of government ministers have labeled the impact of biofuels as a “crisis of humanity.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U.N. statistics say that the amount of corn it takes to produce 11 gallons of ethanol can feed a child for an entire year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4276688645689012104?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4276688645689012104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4276688645689012104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4276688645689012104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4276688645689012104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-are-monsters.html' title='we are monsters....'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4030913505602733922</id><published>2008-03-12T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:16:52.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autism Another world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9hkM6fmspI/AAAAAAAABDo/JVlDEcdJaSU/s1600-h/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_%28Ecclesia%27s_Paradise%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9hkM6fmspI/AAAAAAAABDo/JVlDEcdJaSU/s320/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_%28Ecclesia%27s_Paradise%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176997944685408914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought that there are many different modalities of relating to and perceiving the world. We are so narrow in acceptance on the proper or even functional way of experiencing the world. So I think some of the new ideas about autism are fascinating.  There is a video here that was made by an autistic woman in which she uses technology to explain her very valid ways of experiencing the world. I think this is actually quite moving and made me think about our limited understanding of human potential or the way the mind and brain work.&lt;br /&gt;Quote from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.wired.com/medtech/health/magazine/16-03/ff_autism?currentPage=all"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The video clip opens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; with a woman facing away from the camera, rocking back and forth, flapping her hands awkwardly, and emitting an eerie hum. She then performs strange repetitive behaviors: slapping a piece of paper against a window, running a hand lengthwise over a computer keyboard, twisting the knob of a drawer. She bats a necklace with her hand and nuzzles her face against the pages of a book. And you find yourself thinking: Who's shooting this footage of the handicapped lady&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnylM1hI2jc&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.wired.com/medtech/health/magazine/16-03/ff_autism?currentPage=all"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;link to video clip here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4030913505602733922?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4030913505602733922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4030913505602733922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4030913505602733922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4030913505602733922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/03/autism-another-world.html' title='Autism Another world'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9hkM6fmspI/AAAAAAAABDo/JVlDEcdJaSU/s72-c/Hieronymus_Bosch_-_The_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_-_Garden_of_Earthly_Delights_%28Ecclesia%27s_Paradise%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2402086619200394539</id><published>2008-03-09T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T10:20:48.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bio bottle experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9QZF6fmshI/AAAAAAAABCo/dEuwYGgVhq4/s1600-h/day1biodeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9QZF6fmshI/AAAAAAAABCo/dEuwYGgVhq4/s320/day1biodeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175789461147398674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9QYGafmsgI/AAAAAAAABCg/n_-z6vb-PWY/s1600-h/07butterfly600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9QYGafmsgI/AAAAAAAABCg/n_-z6vb-PWY/s320/07butterfly600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175788370225705474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been buying my juice in some  bottles that say that are bio degradable in 100 days. Does not say in what conditions this will occur. I would think that buried in a landfill this would happen very slowly. I would also think that in sunlight this might happen more rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;So here is the picture of day # 1.  In my tiny efforts I do not delude myself that everything beautiful is dying or threatened. My pitiful efforts to recycle, buy less, conserve, etc. essentially amount to nothing.  For example, above is a recent picture from the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/07/science/earth/07butterfly.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=science&amp;amp;oref"&gt;NY Times showing&lt;/a&gt; the supposedly protected butterfly reserve in the Central Mexico mountains. “There are a number of sawmills around the area that are busy eating away at the forest,”   “These are organized groups that go in armed sometimes. This is wholesale clear-cutting.”The photographs show that cutting is taking place inside a protected “core zone” established by presidential decree in November 2000, according to the NASA Web page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2402086619200394539?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2402086619200394539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2402086619200394539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2402086619200394539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2402086619200394539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/03/bio-bottle-experiment.html' title='bio bottle experiment'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R9QZF6fmshI/AAAAAAAABCo/dEuwYGgVhq4/s72-c/day1biodeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6250487716849845835</id><published>2008-03-05T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:31:21.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere in North America there are masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R87091Iy73I/AAAAAAAABAU/fNOT-q9CKrc/s1600-h/madrigras208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R87091Iy73I/AAAAAAAABAU/fNOT-q9CKrc/s400/madrigras208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174342364968447858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R870tFIy72I/AAAAAAAABAM/EVI0CW3Rp0w/s1600-h/madrigrasme308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R870tFIy72I/AAAAAAAABAM/EVI0CW3Rp0w/s400/madrigrasme308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174342077205639010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardi Gras in Glouschester, NC (near Sea Level (town name) NC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6250487716849845835?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6250487716849845835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6250487716849845835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6250487716849845835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6250487716849845835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/03/somewhere-in-north-america-there-are.html' title='somewhere in North America there are masks'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R87091Iy73I/AAAAAAAABAU/fNOT-q9CKrc/s72-c/madrigras208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4374476992574402395</id><published>2008-02-28T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:14:08.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time shift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8da6n-wDVI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2nRwOftJ_WE/s1600-h/JL%26A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8da6n-wDVI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2nRwOftJ_WE/s400/JL%26A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172202660269395282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; find it scary how time seems to be passing so quickly for me (and perhaps for so many creatures on the planet as well) I think that perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://canadianpress.google.com/article/ALeqM5im7yZhvidNtfsgMabUeRmnFVbvTg"&gt; frogs are the "canaries in the coal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; mine" for our species.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But on a personal level, time seems to have gone into another dimension of rapidity. Some say that this is a reflection of getting older, the different perspective that time has once we know (conscious or unconsciously) that the time we have left is likely less than the time we have lived. Or perhaps it is a reflection of my very fortunate life, which is full of variety of activities, some altruistic, some purely self indulgent, and others a mix of the two.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I have been intrigued lately by some reading I have been doing about the Mayan calendar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One interpretation is - we, or rather Consciousness have been down this same road seven times before over the last 16 billion years. Each of these cycles of Creation runs 20 times faster than the last one. The same amount of Creation is paced 20 times tighter. This is why time seems to be going so fast. It is not "time" but Creation itself that is accelerating.  We are entering into the 5th cycle of the underworld, with the 6th cycle of the Mayan calendar being empty after 2012.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Crackpot idea, maybe, but the Mayans did predict celestial events well into the future, way beyond the time of the Mayan rulers and  to quote Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4374476992574402395?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4374476992574402395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4374476992574402395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4374476992574402395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4374476992574402395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-shift.html' title='time shift'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8da6n-wDVI/AAAAAAAAA_s/2nRwOftJ_WE/s72-c/JL%26A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-2447036054487542659</id><published>2008-02-23T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T11:45:53.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vive Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B3qX-wDTI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AowN-IPs-W0/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B3qX-wDTI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AowN-IPs-W0/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170263942096751922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this was interesting. A sign that perhaps Latinos could be an important demographic in the coming election?  Quien sabe?(who knows?)&lt;br /&gt;Web site with music! &lt;a href="http://www.amigosdeobama.com/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.even without knowing Spanish, the message gets through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-2447036054487542659?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2447036054487542659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=2447036054487542659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2447036054487542659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/2447036054487542659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/vive-obama.html' title='Vive Obama'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B3qX-wDTI/AAAAAAAAA_c/AowN-IPs-W0/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6015292574675394927</id><published>2008-02-23T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T11:35:34.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maca, tuber that gives energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B1QH-wDSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/CU4Aojbu8vk/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B1QH-wDSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/CU4Aojbu8vk/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170261292101930274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a a &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/business/20071227_HUNTER_FEATURE/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;video from the NY Times showing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how the tuber Maca is grown in the high Andes and how the increased consumption of the healthy tuber could also help the indigenous people who live here.&lt;br /&gt;I take Maca every day and have taken it for about 8 years, ever since it helped me have a very trouble free (ended my hot flashes within 24 hours) menopause. I'm a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture from the video, showing the high Andes where the plant is grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6015292574675394927?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6015292574675394927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6015292574675394927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6015292574675394927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6015292574675394927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/maca-tuber-that-gives-energy.html' title='Maca, tuber that gives energy'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R8B1QH-wDSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/CU4Aojbu8vk/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-741560223121408758</id><published>2008-02-22T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:17:32.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A true story, the world is stranger than we can imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7-CJH-wDRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/KjYd31S-yNU/s1600-h/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7-CJH-wDRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/KjYd31S-yNU/s400/bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169993990517296402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- // .article-tools --&gt;       &lt;div class="article-publish"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;!-- Article body --&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;The last time Jaeyaena Beuraheng saw her seven children was in 1982 when she left the southern Thailand province of Narathiwat on one of her regular shopping trips across the nearby border with Malaysia. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She disappeared, and police later told her family that she had apparently been killed in a traffic accident. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In fact, Jaeyaena had simply taken the wrong bus home - an error that would have been easy to fix except that she only speaks the local dialect of Malay known as Yawi, according to officials at the homeless shelter where the 76-year-old has lived for two decades. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On her way back from Malaysia, she mistakenly hopped on a bus to Bangkok, some 1150km north of her home in Narathiwat province. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unable to read Thai and speaking a language few Thais can understand, she again took a wrong bus, this time to Chiang Mai, another 700km further north. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There she ended up as a beggar for five years, until she was finally sent to a homeless shelter in the central Thai province of Phitsanulok in 1987. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An official at the shelter said she was known as "Auntie Mon" because her speech sounded similar to the language of ethnic Mon living along the border with Burma. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But still no one could understand her, until last week when three health students from Narathiwat arrived on an exchange program to research the problem of homelessness at the shelter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She sang a song for the visitors, one that the staff at the shelter had often heard but never understood. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She sang her same old song, one that nobody could understand until those three students from Narathiwat told us that she was singing in Yawi, a Malay dialect," the official said. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"So we asked them to talk to her and find out if she had relatives."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jaeyaena told the students that she had a Malaysian husband and seven children, recounting her entire story of the bus and how she had become lost in northern Thailand. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her shocked family sent her youngest son and her eldest daughter to meet her and bring her home on Tuesday, the official said. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"She remembered all of her children's names. But at first she couldn't recognise her youngest son, but she recognised her eldest daughter," said the official, who was at their reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The village chief said she had arrived home yesterday, some 25 years after she left to go shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;original news story&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/adelaidenow/story/0,22606,21192789-5005962,00.html"&gt; link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;photo credit unknown, but not taken by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-741560223121408758?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/741560223121408758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=741560223121408758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/741560223121408758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/741560223121408758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/true-story-world-is-stranger-than-we.html' title='A true story, the world is stranger than we can imagine'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7-CJH-wDRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/KjYd31S-yNU/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8179041000517964785</id><published>2008-02-20T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:46:57.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a lunar eclipse I can stay awake for!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7zYBn-wDPI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mPk2AkRYJ8o/s1600-h/vxveu8amzcunbKzkDi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7zYBn-wDPI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mPk2AkRYJ8o/s400/vxveu8amzcunbKzkDi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169243994738134258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8179041000517964785?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8179041000517964785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8179041000517964785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8179041000517964785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8179041000517964785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-lunar-eclipse-i-can-stay-awake.html' title='Finally a lunar eclipse I can stay awake for!'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R7zYBn-wDPI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mPk2AkRYJ8o/s72-c/vxveu8amzcunbKzkDi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6092007641173570589</id><published>2008-02-10T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T12:05:39.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wildlife art festival in our town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R69YKH-wCgI/AAAAAAAAA34/jbD3kftZ5iI/s1600-h/bbirdcarving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R69YKH-wCgI/AAAAAAAAA34/jbD3kftZ5iI/s400/bbirdcarving.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165444228581427714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you do when there are no more places for wildlife to live?  Have a "celebration" of wildlife represented by artists’ representations of all those animals. As you know I sometimes exaggerate for effect, but every day all around me I see more trees being cut down, more huge houses being built where trees used to be, more hunters chasing after fewer animals with places to hunt overused, overcrowded or just disappearing. At times it seems that hunters (and I use the term to refer to those who honor the animals they kill and want to see conservation of those animals and their habitat) are some of the most effective voices for wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So lots of very good paintings, wood carvings, and other animal representational art of all types, with an emphasis on wild bird decoys was represented at this festival. Most of the art is of a very high quality; the hours of work this bluebird represents amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;Also carving contests, retriever trials, duck and geese calling contests (a 12 year boy was a national champion) and a chance for John to talk with his friends who share his interests in waterfowl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6092007641173570589?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6092007641173570589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6092007641173570589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6092007641173570589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6092007641173570589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/wildlife-art-festival-in-our-town.html' title='wildlife art festival in our town'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R69YKH-wCgI/AAAAAAAAA34/jbD3kftZ5iI/s72-c/bbirdcarving.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-4003920687387445946</id><published>2008-02-07T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T11:31:14.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obesity and smoking helps the health care system?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6tcShSWsQI/AAAAAAAAA3w/hA09YfFj5T4/s1600-h/interest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6tcShSWsQI/AAAAAAAAA3w/hA09YfFj5T4/s400/interest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164322870953160962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I might have had a misplaced concern about the stress placed by smokers and the obese on our already broken health care system. According to some recent studies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Preventing obesity and smoking can save lives, but it doesn't save money, researchers reported Monday. It costs more to care for healthy people who live years longer which that counters the common perception that preventing obesity would save governments millions of dollars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now, this really does make sense when you think about it, those of use who practice healthy eating, not smoking and other healthy habits, like exercise are going to live long and thus over time cost the health system more.&lt;br /&gt;you can read about the study here&lt;a href="http://news.wired.com/dynamic/stories/O/OBESITY_COST?SITE=WIRE&amp;amp;SECTION=HOME&amp;amp;TEMPLATE=DEFAULT&amp;amp;CTIME=2008-02-05-02-58-08"&gt;&lt;span class="headline"&gt; Fat People Cheaper to Treat, Study Says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think there are lots of costs that the study did not consider, just to think of a few, like for example, the cost of updating beds and hospital floors to account for heavier people, doctors being tied up taking care of obesity-related illnesses, etc. &lt;p&gt;And the data seems to have been obtained rather simplistically, just by  dividing cost by the number of years,  obese people are cheaper. Dead people are very low maintenance! If the higher cost of healthy people is truly just because they live longer, then that should be reflected in a year-by-year cost. I still find it difficult to believe that a healthy person who suddenly drops dead at 90 would be more expensive than someone who lives the last 20 years of his/her life with diabetes, heart disease, possible amputations, etc.etc. or the cost of gastric bypass and/or the correction of failed gastric bypass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-4003920687387445946?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/4003920687387445946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=4003920687387445946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4003920687387445946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/4003920687387445946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/obesity-and-smoking-helps-health-care.html' title='obesity and smoking helps the health care system?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6tcShSWsQI/AAAAAAAAA3w/hA09YfFj5T4/s72-c/interest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3856739837666618439</id><published>2008-02-01T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:24:00.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things are horribly out of balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6PQHBSWsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_g2MTe_Ga70/s1600-h/922e548b-3d8b-4f36-a873-80035bac0f5a.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6PQHBSWsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_g2MTe_Ga70/s400/922e548b-3d8b-4f36-a873-80035bac0f5a.hmedium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162198416919802098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first picture: PORT-AU-PRINCE, Haiti - It was lunchtime in one of Haiti's worst slums and Charlene Dumas was eating mud  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22902512/"&gt;read the full report here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there is this excerpt  from a recent NY Times Article: &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/27/weekinreview/27bittman.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=science&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;full article here"Rethinking the Meat-Guzzler"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; To put the energy-using demand of meat production into easy-to-understand terms, if Americans were to reduce meat consumption by just 20 percent it would be as if we all switched from a standard sedan to the ultra-efficient Prius.&lt;br /&gt;Grain, meat and even energy are roped together in a way that could have dire results. More meat means a corresponding increase in demand for feed, especially corn and soy, which some experts say will contribute to higher prices.&lt;br /&gt;This will be inconvenient for citizens of wealthier nations, but it could have tragic consequences for those of poorer ones, especially if higher prices for feed divert production away from food crops. The demand for ethanol is already pushing up prices, and explains, in part, the 40 percent rise last year in the food price index calculated by the United Nations’ Food and Agricultural Organization.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though some 800 million people on the planet now suffer from hunger or malnutrition, the majority of corn and soy grown in the world feeds cattle, pigs and chickens. This despite the inherent inefficiencies: about two to five times more grain is required to produce the same amount of calories through livestock as through direct grain consumption"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/27/weekinreview/27bittman.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=science&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I already knew that meat production is an inefficient way to get protein in terms of the resources used to obtain it, but this article highlights just how damaging it is on so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I saying that because I eat less meat that means I think the poor people will not have to eat mud? No, not directly and not immediately; I don't believe that anything is going to change for poor people in my lifetime. But all things and beings (animal and human) ARE connected, and if enough people made many small changes the chain of existence which connects us all could be linking more people who can live without  hunger and with dignity. Of course, for me even if there was not a huge hidden cost to eating large quantities of meat, it's an easy choice because it makes me feel bad or downright ill.  I feel SO much better eating very small amounts of meat (mostly pork as a seasoning) and mostly vegetable, fruits, some dairy products, like yogurt, so that makes me not a particularly noble character for eating very little factory farmed meat; for me it's no sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3856739837666618439?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3856739837666618439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3856739837666618439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3856739837666618439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3856739837666618439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-are-horribly-out-of-balence.html' title='things are horribly out of balance'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6PQHBSWsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_g2MTe_Ga70/s72-c/922e548b-3d8b-4f36-a873-80035bac0f5a.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-8919580002192665518</id><published>2008-01-31T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:24:49.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testimonal week?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6JIWBSWsLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/8DJegkG-K7w/s1600-h/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6JIWBSWsLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/8DJegkG-K7w/s400/bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161767666059751602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another product that I have not been without since I discovered  it.  Since I am slightly allergic to all the family of topical antiseptecs  (bacitracin Neosporin, Polysporin, etc.) I use different and in my experience more effective natural products.&lt;br /&gt;By far the best is a blend of herbs and plants in an aloe base that is made in North Carolina. Going by the name &lt;a href="http://www.woundedwarriorointment.com/"&gt;"Wounded Warrier&lt;/a&gt;" (supposed to have some of the plants that the Cherokee used) you can find it in health food stores or order it from Amazon.com.&lt;br /&gt;I find it to be a remarkable healing ointment for any kind of skin thing you have going on...from insect bites, scratches, abrasions, itchy rashes etc.  I realized how great this stuff was when I recommend it to John for a scaly, red place on his nose that the doctor has treated several times and that John has treated with other ointments. I recommended he use 'Wounded Warrier" and within a week the skin on his nose looked better than I have seen in years, no long pink or scaly but smooth and a healthy skin tone.&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of testimonials on the web site, however I take "testimonials with more than a grain of salt, however, even if the following is made up, I still like it.&lt;br /&gt;Testimonal:  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I live in Venezuela at the moment and used a great              deal of the Wounded Warrior, sharing it with others, while in the              Amazon jungle in Ecuador this summer. The mosquitoes at that time              were absolutely vicious there and all of us had scores of very              itchy, painful bites. Wounded Warrior saved the day, as we applied              it several times a day to help with itching and speed healing.              Everyone loved it! I carried it everywhere with me, but              unfortunately my backpack was stolen a couple of weeks later in a              market town in Ecuador and I lost it.&lt;b&gt; Cindy Renkas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-8919580002192665518?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8919580002192665518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=8919580002192665518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8919580002192665518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/8919580002192665518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/testimonal-week.html' title='testimonal week?'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R6JIWBSWsLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/8DJegkG-K7w/s72-c/bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6577262434314308537</id><published>2008-01-26T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:31:19.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miracle preventation or placebo (Does it matter?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5tKmxSWsKI/AAAAAAAAA2o/R76khwUGxPw/s1600-h/362203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5tKmxSWsKI/AAAAAAAAA2o/R76khwUGxPw/s400/362203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159799828008841378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used at the very onset of a cold, even before the symptoms manifest themselves, I have found this product to be amazingly effective.&lt;br /&gt;When I experience that slight,  almost subliminal tingling at the back of my throat, I start aggressively using this spray. I will even keep it beside my bed so that when I wake up in the night I can spray in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to somehow stop the process of the cold progressing any further. &lt;br /&gt;I also use this product as a preventative when I am in a setting where there are lots of infective agents (for example any classroom where I am substituting) or even if I have been out in public and someone has sneezed on or near me (hey, I'm not paranoid, really..)&lt;br /&gt; other things I take regularly are turmeric (curcumin) and lots of vitamin C. there is also a lot of research on &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/health/2002619095_healthturmeric13.html"&gt;cumin&lt;/a&gt; that is very promising for a host of other ailments. (google it for yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;In my experience these things DO NOT work for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Echinacea, Ginseng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6577262434314308537?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6577262434314308537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6577262434314308537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6577262434314308537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6577262434314308537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/miracle-preventation-or-placebo-does-it.html' title='miracle preventation or placebo (Does it matter?)'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5tKmxSWsKI/AAAAAAAAA2o/R76khwUGxPw/s72-c/362203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3404441228550534116</id><published>2008-01-22T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:32:13.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange connections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5au2BSWsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b0zeTyy_lO0/s1600-h/neartulancingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5au2BSWsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b0zeTyy_lO0/s400/neartulancingo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158502666281070722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a hitch hiker today. I have never done this before. I was passing by and saw a nicely  dressed Caucasian lady standing by the side of the road with her thumb out. There was something about her that compelled me to stop. She got in my car, I asked her where she was going and she named a destination about 20 miles away. I was on my way to visit with my former Spanish teacher who is now also my friend and could not take her the whole trip, but could certainly get her closer to her destination. I happened to mention that I travel to Mexico and compared the easy public travel there to how terrible the public mass transit is in this country. She immediately responded that she knew that well, because her husband was Mexican, living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hidalgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; state, and that she was returning there to stay in a few months. We switched to Spanish, and talked about how in Mexico several buses, many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;collectivos&lt;/span&gt;, and taxis that one could afford would have passed by the corner she was standing on, here there would pass exactly zero options for public transportation. We talked about what is offered as Mexican food here and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;commiserated&lt;/span&gt; that it was not even a pale reflection of real Mexican food.  By that time, I had to let her out because I had arrived at my destination. When I finished my visit and exited onto the highway I looked for my hitch hiker, but she was gone.  I wish her well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3404441228550534116?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3404441228550534116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3404441228550534116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3404441228550534116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3404441228550534116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/strange-connections.html' title='strange connections'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5au2BSWsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b0zeTyy_lO0/s72-c/neartulancingo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-6189770243393870896</id><published>2008-01-15T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:29:09.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>making small changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5a0BBSWsJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mg--IzX3BNc/s1600-h/jan18+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5a0BBSWsJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mg--IzX3BNc/s400/jan18+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158508352817770642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cloth napkins instead of paper towels/napkins.&lt;br /&gt;I have no illusions (delusions?) that anything I do will change the tipping point of death of so many creatures and the destruction of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; cycles that our behavior has caused. My actions are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;insignificant&lt;/span&gt; compared to the plastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gyre&lt;/span&gt; the size of Texas in the Pacific, or for that matter the economic forces that focus on the bottom line and short term profits for a comparative few and the lack of concern by the overwhelming majority of anything beyond what they can buy (most Americans) or how can I get enough food and clean water to survive today(millions of people around the world)&lt;br /&gt;Having said all the above, it is still amazing how much less paper products (paper towels and napkins) we have been using since I decided to use my quite colorful, beautiful, and washable cloth napkins. (from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Patzcuaro&lt;/span&gt;). They take up no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt; space in any load of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; we wash and are completely colorfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-6189770243393870896?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6189770243393870896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=6189770243393870896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6189770243393870896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/6189770243393870896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-small-changes.html' title='making small changes'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R5a0BBSWsJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mg--IzX3BNc/s72-c/jan18+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-3570603626289291535</id><published>2008-01-15T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:43:21.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios y que le vaya bien, Andee (Good Bye and go well, Andee)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40XspYJtuI/AAAAAAAAA2M/vZ1Qdw7YQ7s/s1600-h/jerk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40XspYJtuI/AAAAAAAAA2M/vZ1Qdw7YQ7s/s400/jerk3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155803204197922530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40WyJYJttI/AAAAAAAAA2E/aH9GXnKmdv0/s1600-h/akit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40WyJYJttI/AAAAAAAAA2E/aH9GXnKmdv0/s400/akit5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155802199175575250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40Wn5YJtsI/AAAAAAAAA18/SxMOjeL6RIg/s1600-h/aa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40Wn5YJtsI/AAAAAAAAA18/SxMOjeL6RIg/s400/aa7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155802023081916098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40Vu5YJtrI/AAAAAAAAA10/XKKpV93jAp8/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40Vu5YJtrI/AAAAAAAAA10/XKKpV93jAp8/s400/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155801043829372594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40UjJYJtqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YYHMOdwcA3s/s1600-h/ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40UjJYJtqI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YYHMOdwcA3s/s400/ocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155799742454281890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylifeinchacala.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2007-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-07%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2008-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-07%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=50"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PHOTO Credits&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylifeinchacala.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2007-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-07%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2008-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-07%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;from Andee's blog: Mylife&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chacala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that one of the people who I have met in my Mexican travels and who I consider a friend has died.  I was fortunate enough to meet and spend some time with her in Mexico in 2005. She lived in a small town on the Pacific in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nayarit&lt;/span&gt; state. People think I am brave to travel to Mexico by myself (No I am not brave, Americans just do not know the country) but Andee truly was brave. She made the decision to move to Mexico, knowing little or nothing about the place she decided to live and came knowing little or no Spanish.  She knew that with the retirement resources she had the quality of life she could have in the states would not be good and so decided to try living in Mexico.  She had few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt; and was happier with having less. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; one winter, she could not find a house sitting or place she could afford to rent and so decided to live in a tent on the beach for the winter months. She loved it! She had so many friends there and was well-loved by the locals who lived there. When I was there her social calendar was full of invitations to all kinds of events every day. The children were especially fond of her and the feeling was mutual. We had some conversations about death and dying,and I felt that she had no fear, was content to be where she was and planned to end her days there. She was a caring person with observations that pulled no punches, and who often had uncomplimentary things to say about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;insensitive&lt;/span&gt; gringos behaving badly.  However, she was also a truly happy and content person and felt herself very lucky to be where she was. I only wish I had a chance to see her again, I know she wanted to return to Oaxaca one day, perhaps she can "travel" now to anywhere she wishes to go!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read her blog and see her photos,&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://mylifeinchacala.blogspot.com/2008/01/around-sunset-in-chacala.html"&gt; you can see it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-3570603626289291535?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/3570603626289291535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=3570603626289291535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3570603626289291535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/3570603626289291535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/adios-y-que-le-vaya-bien-andee_15.html' title='Adios y que le vaya bien, Andee (Good Bye and go well, Andee)'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R40XspYJtuI/AAAAAAAAA2M/vZ1Qdw7YQ7s/s72-c/jerk3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-9177715150156917871</id><published>2008-01-12T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T15:01:07.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last visit to Wilmington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lGjJYJtpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FKYfGu3_ZJI/s1600-h/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lGjJYJtpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FKYfGu3_ZJI/s400/DSC01030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154728818128828050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lFuZYJtoI/AAAAAAAAA1c/J_R313Q6jyQ/s1600-h/DSC01027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lFuZYJtoI/AAAAAAAAA1c/J_R313Q6jyQ/s400/DSC01027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154727911890728578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These Canada geese are year round natives and are now breeding here in larger numbers. The mute swans are introduced and are now a breeding population, pretty birds but very destructive of marsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lAKpYJtnI/AAAAAAAAA1U/0DLRb77BXvU/s1600-h/arleoak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lAKpYJtnI/AAAAAAAAA1U/0DLRb77BXvU/s400/arleoak2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154721800152266354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since my friends are moving to another city my visit last week was most likely my last.  I enjoy visiting there, but not enough to go just go there. And like so much of any of the area in coastal NC, the past 20 years with the out of control development has made it much less pleasant a place to be. Even the neighborhood walk that we take from my friend’s house has changed in the past year. Lots more people seem to feel that a huge concrete paved driveway is something they must have. Does not sound too alarming, but multiply that by thousands and the fact that the run off from a paved driveway is much worse for the surrounding waters than woodland or marsh and people should not be surprised that the water quality suffers. A sand, brick, pebble or oyster shell driveway, almost anything except asphalt or concrete allows the rainwater to be absorbed. Even an oyster shell driveway like ours is endangered, water quality is too dirty for oysters anymore and the few that are harvested in NC do not generate oyster shells because the state is encouraging and in some cases requiring the shells to be put back in the water so that the spats will have something to anchor too. A good idea even if the water quality is not good enough to harvest oysters for human consumption. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Wilmington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; has a tremendous amount of traffic compared to when I first began visiting there and the planning and construction for the traffic has not kept pace. Of course, this is also a very wealthy demographic, so the usual pattern is one person per SUV, just like the place where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;These pictures are from Arlie&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Gardens&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; which I have walked or driven by many times but never entered. This is an old estate that was bought by the local government, and represents the only undeveloped shoreline on &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Bradley&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename&gt;Creek&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was much smaller than I imagined but had some beautiful old oaks and an impressive collection of camellias, some of which I am told are unique hybrids to this park. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-9177715150156917871?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/9177715150156917871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=9177715150156917871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9177715150156917871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/9177715150156917871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-visit-to-wilmington.html' title='Last visit to Wilmington'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4lGjJYJtpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/FKYfGu3_ZJI/s72-c/DSC01030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7149727071239788691.post-963217865634470026</id><published>2008-01-06T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:14:04.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oriental persimmon tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4EMRZYJtmI/AAAAAAAAA1M/z0KBiFHFB3o/s1600-h/persim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4EMRZYJtmI/AAAAAAAAA1M/z0KBiFHFB3o/s400/persim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152412941698053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are several oriental persimmon trees around town. This one near the old mill and unfortunately in a private yard is always prolific. I have been doing some research and think I will order one for my yard.  I think&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.willisorchards.com/category/Fruit+Trees"&gt; this company&lt;/a&gt; offers the best prices and I think that the variety &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.willisorchards.com/product/Tanenashi+Persimmon+Tree"&gt;Tanenashi persimmon&lt;/a&gt; is the one best suited for my zone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7149727071239788691-963217865634470026?l=carolinanorte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/feeds/963217865634470026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7149727071239788691&amp;postID=963217865634470026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/963217865634470026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7149727071239788691/posts/default/963217865634470026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolinanorte.blogspot.com/2008/01/oriental-persimmon-tree.html' title='oriental persimmon tree'/><author><name>late 50's</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/SWondzO082I/AAAAAAAAChM/3OdjaluD5gU/S220/rest3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-vxyFTLHh2M/R4EMRZYJtmI/AAAAAAAAA1M/z0KBiFHFB3o/s72-c/persim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
