Heaven is real, people, and it exists in a place quite fitting when heavenly destinations come to mind: Hawaii.
The island just west of Maui and south of Molokaʻi is home to a cat sanctuary housing nearly 500 cats.
The coral colored dot is the place to be.
Larry Ellison (cat lover and gazillionaire that owns 98% of the island) acquired this non-profit organization that was started to protect the native birds the feral cats were preying on. His cat actually resides at the sanctuary, too! But let’s be honest here; today, this sanctuary less about the birds and all about the cats. So much so that it’s become the # 1 rated attraction for the island on Trip Advisor.
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This rather threadbare speckled wood butterfly, Pararge aegeria, is making the most of the last of August’s sunshine.
This is a fairly common butterfly. As the name suggests, it favours woodland, but is often found in parks and gardens.
The speckled wood can overwinter as either a larva or pupa. This means that there are adult butterflies flying between March and October. The adults feed on aphid honeydew in trees, whereas the caterpillars feed on grasses.The Big Butterfly Count saw a 25% decrease in speckled woods between 2014 and 2015. Although the general trend for this species has been an increase, there is concern that woodland loss will have a detrimental effect. We await the results of the 2016 count.
The Michaelmas daisies are beginning to flower, a sign that the dreamy dog days of summer are drawing to a close.
In the northern hemisphere the hottest summer months are referred to as dog days. This dates back to Greek astronomy around 700 BC. It was thought that the dog star, Sirius, which rose before the sun during the summer months, brought about the hot weather. It was also thought that this brought on fever and madness in people. Homer alluded to this in « The Iliad« :
Sirius rises late in the dark, liquid sky
On summer nights, star of stars,
Orion’s Dog they call it, brightest
Of all, but an evil portent, bringing heat
And fevers to suffering humanity.
She makes beautiful mewsic.
I busted out the old guitar. I come from a very music family, but I never felt the passion. But I keep holding out hope there is gene that will turn on one day and I will become a rock star. The whole anxiety thing aside…
Nope. Hasn’t turned on yet. I am so paranoid the little strings will snap and cut my fingers. And I hate keeping my fingernails so short. I have really nice nails. Sometimes my Lego’s help me paint them.
The problem comes with an excuse I need for getting out of jogging. I hate running unless someone is chasing me. And Brown’s Gym is gonna get me super in shape. But I have promised to be my second oldest friend’s running partner. She just had a baby and needs someone that isn’t good at jogging to join her. At least that…
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