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Monday, August 29, 2011

R.I.P. my grey whale....







When my family and I were on vacation over the summer we witnessed a grey whale that was stuck in the klamath river. I did a blog about it when i came back from vacation. Well I received bad news about our poor whale today it finally passed away. I really didn't keep posted on it's condition knowing it wasn't going to be good. I was hoping for the best. But it didn't end up that way.
R.I.P. my good friend...

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By JASON DEAREN and JEFF BARNARD, Associated Press

KLAMATH, Calif. (AP) -- Janet Wortman knew something was wrong when she drove by the U.S. Highway 101 bridge across the Klamath River and there were no people leaning over the railing to watch the 45-foot gray whale that had been there for nearly two months.


"She would just swim back and forth right in front of you and at one point go like this, like she was waving at us," recalled Wortman, a member of the Yurok Tribe and a partner in the Requa Inn bed and breakfast overlooking the river. "Silly me, I waved back. It was like she was there to see people. She went back and forth. It was almost like she was going, 'Here I am, you guys. Can you see me?'"

Before dawn Tuesday, the whale died after beaching itself on the north bank of the river in this coastal town of 800 people that is the headquarters of the Yurok Tribe. Scientists who had kept an eye on her since she swam into the river with her calf in late June were by her side.

In the afternoon, a backhoe pulled the whale from the river onto the gravel bank amid tall willows and dug a pit. Tribal members sang a song and said a prayer to send the whale on to the afterlife, said Tribal Chairman Thomas O'Rourke. Then they turned it over to scientists to see if they could determine a cause of death before burying it.

For many, the whale's strange visit to the river recalled a story that Wortman's great-grandmother's cousin, Fannie Flounder, used to tell, which was recounted in the book, "The Inland Whale," by anthropologist Theordora Kroeber.

"She said when the whale is in the river, it means the world is out of balance ... things aren't the way they should be," said Wortman. "Fannie said you all need to get together and pray and dance and beat your feet on the ground and that will tilt the earth back the way it is supposed to be."

O'Rourke said he agreed that the whale's visit meant the world was out of balance, that ecosystems were failing. He said the whale brought together state and federal agencies and the tribe in a way he has never seen.

"It is acts like this that are going to happen if we are going to stabilize the environment," he said.

There was no obvious reason the whale died, or why it sought refuge in the river, instead of joining other gray whales migrating north to feeding grounds off Alaska, said Dawn Goley, professor of zoology at Humboldt State University.

The whale came into the river in late June with its calf, gradually working its way upriver until its favorite haunt was underneath the U.S. Highway 101 bridge.

Rich Mossholder would check on the whale with loads of tourists in his Klamath Jetboats tours.

"I believe this was her destiny," he said. "She decided (she would die here) before she came in the river. The baby went on. After that happened, I thought it would probably be the end for her here."

During July and early August, crowds of people would gather on the bridge, running across, oblivious to speeding traffic, to watch when she swam underneath. Some serenaded the whales with violins and flutes. One person jumped out of a kayak to swim with them.

"It was like a rock concert," said Reweti Wiki, Wortman's son-in-law and a partner in the Requa Inn. He is a Maori from New Zealand and has a traditional whale's tooth tatoo on his arm.

Tanya Sangrey, director of economic development for the Yurok Tribe, said people would talk to the whale from the bridge, like you would talk to a dog, urging it to go back to sea. But it would not.

The calf swam back out to sea on July 23, about the right time for it to wean and go off on its own. But efforts to drive its mother back to sea, including calls of killer whales played upriver, did not persuade it to leave.

It stayed, sometimes feeding on invasive species of clams and snails in the mud of the river bottom, shooting great geysers of air and water out of her blowhole, until it could no longer go on.

"Early on, it was a novel experience," said Wiki. "People were happy and intrigued. But as it dragged on, people became concerned. Eventually, it turned into a tragedy.





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I scare my self to death!







I was trying write up a blog tonight on my Ghost stories site, and I scared my self silly! How brave!
Yes you can laugh if you'd like, I decided to finish it tomorrow when it's day light. It was about the number 3 is it significant? Wow you'll have to wait and see.... I like to do a little research after I put my part in the blog, just to get other feedback if there is any posted. And after reading what I found the facts really scared the sh-- out of me. So I decided to book mark my findings and I will share them another time.

I will definitely have to do a post tonight on some other happy thoughts...
L.O.L. Violet.....

Location:My bedroom....

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

"I wish I were at the beach".......

I drew my name in the sand....






And these are my sandy feet...




I'm really trying to endure this intolerable summer here where I live.
It's like 98 degrees today. I hate this heat, These pictures were taken last month in Crescent City CA. When I was on vacation. I think the high there was 63 perfect for me....I can still hear the waves of the ocean and feel the cool sand between my toes. And I miss the sound of the sea lions.





The sea air hits my face with that salty mist
coming off of the ocean
Those crashing waves
look so powerful
as the waves come up the shore fast
they return
just as quickly
sometimes leaving treasure
behind
so many seashells
or seaweed
or driftwood
sometimes life
along the sandy surface
if their lucky
they may hitch a ride
back to their home
once again
back to the sea floor
oh how I love the sea
and the salty air
if I lay here upon the sand
will the crashing waves
pick me up and carry me
forever more....


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Location:Crescent City CA.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Violet what's she like?

I am an Aquarian. I am very creative and artsy. I love to see something and have the challenge of either recreating it,sewing it, or mending it. I love beautiful things and places. I love the ocean, but I don't particularly like to swim.


Violet Today.....


I love rainy days. And beautiful sunsets. I love soft piano music, and sometimes loud music. I can be extreme and I also can be tranquil. I love writing. I have a novel that is in the making. I love to read., when I was small my mother could never get me out of the library. I grew up reading the box-car children books, Little house on the prairie, Beverly Cleary. My favorite author was Judy Blume. I wanted to be a great writer just like her, instead I became a teacher. I have no regrets in life...I'm a true believer that everything happens for a reason, and God allows things for the soul purpose of making each and every one of us grow stronger with each obstacle we challenge. We become stronger and wiser and see things for what they really are. Life would be pretty dull if we were like robots, with no free will. I love all people no matter what color or creed. I love this beautiful world that we live in, it's the bad things that people do that I don't like. If people tried to be a bit more happier the world would be more pleasant. They're are so many places on this huge planet that I would love to see before I die.



I love flowers, thanks mother for naming me after one. I think more people should give more flowers to each other more often, don't wait till they're dead. My grandmother once said that, bring me flowers to me when I'm alive so I can smell they're sweet scent and enjoy them, not when I'm dead.
I even buy flowers for my self once in a while...
Love stories, don't get me started on them, I think I've read so many books on love, and I've seen every love story there is. I know the old classics are the best though. I think the men were more like gentlemen and the woman were more like ladies.
I think love is the best gift you can give to someone. And I know you can't survive without it... If you look in the right places you will find it.

I grew up in the 80's and my parents were from the early 60's. I think with all my challenges, tribulations, and heartache I've learned so much about life and people and myself. I wish some events never took place, but if they never did I wouldn't be the woman I am today, more stronger, not the insecure shy girl that I use to be. I now know where I am going and what I really want in life.

Violet.... yesterday when she was 25



"Here are some of the best quotes from the movie "The Pursuit of Happyness" starring Will Smith."Christopher Gardner:
You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.