This mural was done in the Vincenty of the Mural I presented a week or two ago under the challenge heading of ‘hands‘. The message was worthy of passing along as was the art work, even though a bit primitive.
A close up view of a well advised message.
The big picture of how this wall ties in with the building on which it is painted.
These murals are located on the South side of Richmond, in an older, more run down part of town. As with all cities, some areas are better than others.
These are a few more photos of my trip to Staunton last weekend. Some of these give a better view of the lay of the land.
A close up view of the preceding photo
I think these buildings are a little newer than some of the surrounding buildings. If I remember correctly, they were added in the 1960’s and may have replaced older structures. I really don’t know. I added them because the gardens are so pretty.
Sadly, the power lines overhead take away from the charm of the brick in this/these fabulous old structure(s).
This photo gives a good feel for the incline of the street.
Another good view of the terrain.
Rear corner of the old Mill building.
I pray that the people of the WORLD will stand up and say “no” to the G8 summit meeting, although I wonder if we even have a voice.
Monsanto in Charge of Ending Hunger in Africa
by Yifat Susskind
Organic Consumers Association / News Report
Published: Sunday 27 May 2012
This past weekend, President Obama hid out from protesters at Camp David. He was hosting the leaders of the world’s eight wealthiest economies, known as the G8. As they readied to meet, on Friday, Obama put forward his New Alliance for Food Security and Nutrition.
Notice how the titles of the ‘elite’ operations always suggest that the victim of their takeover will actually be benefited in some fashion from their benevolent (wink, wink) actions. Monsanto needs to be stopped.
to read more …..
http://www.nationofchange.org/dont-put-monsanto-charge-ending-hunger-africa-1338125745
Doors, doors, everywhere are doors … good thing they are not all the same old, same old … these may not be the snazziest of doors, but they do have a character of their own, so with that thought in mind … here are a few doors to add to Jake’s challenge for this week. These doors are all in Staunton, Virginia. Please enjoy.
There appears to be a drop down when you enter through this door, or else it was cut short to fit the entry? I’m not sure which the case might be. Hmmm?
Two doors . different, but complimentary of each other.
I thought here, the stoop was more interesting than the door, but others might not share my opinion. Such is life.
Olivia and Oscar have joined Jacob to eat some ice cream sandwiches in celebration of summer. Yum! They’ve been so left out lately, it is past time for a treat, or so I’ve been told.
The orples just love Summer!
No matter where you live, Monsanto is (or should be) an issue. I thought this article was worth sharing. Please feel free to re-blog, if you so desire. We need to expose these monsters and their bought off politicians for who they are.
France legislators and officials moved to ban Monsanto’s genetically modified strain of GMO maize over environmental and health concerns, the European Union has decided to step in and re-secure Monsanto’s presence in the country — against the very will of the nation itself. This should come as no surprise when considering the fact that the United States ambassador to France, a business partner to George W. Bush, stated back in 2007 that nations who did not accept Monsanto’s GMO crops will be ‘penalized’. In fact, ambassador Craig Stapleton went as far as to say that the nations should be threatened with military-styled trade wars.
to continue reading the article …..
When I was in Staunton last weekend, these charming little characters were flaunting their personalities through a closed shop window. Thank God, or I may have spent a lot of money on a whim. At least now, if I go back, I’ll have had more time to choose the ones I really ‘can’t’ live without. These guys give the little yellow rubber duck a run for his money.
The reflections from across the street make these a little hard to see, but here’s the overview of the lot of them.
Here’s a closer look at what’s in the barrel. That one of Obama will probably become a collector’s item one day. Probably, infamously, I might add.
This provides a better peek at the selection on the ledge. If I had money, oh how I could waste it on fun stuff like this. I wonder if they sell bubble bath in this little shop too?
Magi gets the Top spot. He was/is (28 + years old,now … he was about 23 in the photo ) my number one. He was a wonderful friend, my fourth child, and the best trail partner a girl could ask for. He’d ride roadside at night, with lights blaring, or deep in the woods. We were trail mates for 19 years. You could pack this fine stead to the hilt, or double if the need arose, and Magi would carry the load. Magi owns a piece of my heart and I hope if there is truly a heaven, Magi and I will meet again. I had to give Magi up due to the economy and for his better interest. He is in a happy, loving home with other horses to hang out with. I am sure his new owners love him as he deserves to be loved.
Beatrice Bunny (may she RIP) and Chicky Monster checking each other out. These are two of my adoptive critters, courtesy of my youngest son, when his ship sailed to answer the call of “Freedom Endurance”. At the time, it was a noble deed. Eventually, I set Beatrice free and she hung out with the gang, outdoors, for thirteen months thereafter, answering to the call of ‘kitty,kitty’. She died at about 5 years old. Something bit her, I think. Chicky Monster is old now. I’ve had him for 10 years … more of him to come. 🙂
This is Chicky Monster when I lived in Danville. He was so kind to pose for the photo, I had to post it. 🙂 At that point Monster was about 5. I still have this cat, although he is getting old … like everybody else, I know. LOL.
Stray (may he RIP) asleep with Jacob.
I did a post about Stray already and used this same photograph, so it may look familiar. I wish I’d taken more photos of Stray.
Abby … aka “Aaaa baaaaaah gail” .
At one point I owned a little horse property in Dinwiddie Country, Virginia. Abby was my house warming gift from my son, Brice, when I first started setting up house/farmette keeping. Abby was supposed to eat brush, but preferred horse feed and hay, so she ended up being a loved yard ornament. Abby loved the horses, and managed to break her hind leg getting under them, so I had to have her leg set (a story in itself), then separate her from her friends. She was not a happy Camperette at all.
April and Trixy
For those of you who have followed my blog for while, Trixy may be a familiar face already. If you don’t recognize her, I did a post featuring Trixy. I also gave her a spot in my orples books. April was bought to be a companion goat for Abby. April thought she was a dog and would not hesitate to jump up in your lap. She was so funny, but a little terror, too. With those sharp hoofs, she could tear things up. As time went on, I built a sizable pen for Abby and April to run around freely in.
These are but a few of the many pets I’ve had throughout my life.
This is one of Richmond’s Murals. I passed it on my way to Staunton. When I first saw it, instead of turning back and snapping a photo, knowing this week’s challenge, and knowing I was ignoring my inner voice, I kept going. Since Friday, I’ve been thinking of this Mural and the challenge on ‘hand’. Therefore, I made a special trip back to the mural and took the photo that has been haunting me all weekend. Please enjoy.
Close up view of two hands.
The full Mural covers the entire side of the building.
Two more hands.
P.S. When that little voice speaks, listen.
The Beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia surround the valley below
Another view of the valley below.
Another beautiful view taken from the overlook on Interstate 64.
Mountains in the background of our lush spring foliage.
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