Dreaming and Doing

To learn more about the cute elephant please go to:Sheldrick Wildlife Trust They desperately need your help.

justinrampage:

Inspired by The Legend of Zelda and Gustav Klimt’s work, Rich Pellegrino created this amazing painting for the August 11th “SUPER IAM8BIT” show in Los Angelas, Ca (7PM to 11PM). Check out the design process at his blog.

– 16” x 20” Acrylic and Gouache on Hardboard
– Also available through Etsy on August 11
– Limited to 100 Prints

Zelda’s Slumber; Dreaming of The Kiss by Rich Pellegrino (Etsy) (Twitter)

justinrampage:

Inspired by The Legend of Zelda and Gustav Klimt’s work, Rich Pellegrino created this amazing painting for the August 11th “SUPER IAM8BIT” show in Los Angelas, Ca (7PM to 11PM). Check out the design process at his blog.

– 16” x 20” Acrylic and Gouache on Hardboard
– Also available through Etsy on August 11
– Limited to 100 Prints

Zelda’s Slumber; Dreaming of The Kiss by Rich Pellegrino (Etsy) (Twitter)

Rocket to the Moon (Taken with instagram)

Walking around, seeing the sites. (Taken with instagram)

Elephant w/paper camera. (Taken with instagram)

Breakfast Time. (Taken with instagram)

Breakfast Time. (Taken with instagram)

Today I did one of the hardest things I have ever done, I held my kitty cat while the vet ” put him to sleep”. Nothing in my life had ever prepared me for that. The slowing down, of him, the urge he had to curl up but couldn’t and the absolute knowledge he was gone.

I had Pandi-cat 12 years, he lasted longer than most relationships, he came to me a baby kitten, all tummy, and crumpled ears. His eyes were still hematite coloured when I got him, I bottled fed him, rubbed his tummy to make him pee, carried him with me everywhere for weeks, so he would be warm, loved and fed every four hours. As he grew, and grew, got chunky and purry he was always my baby. He sat on the edge of the bath when I bathed, he followed me around, he curled up on top of me in summer, and winter, he bit people who touched his tummy, he purred loudly, he knocked over coffee cups, singed his whiskers on candles, ate my flowers, loudly meowed for food all in all he was my kitty cat.

His going means my house will be cleaner, quieter and lonelier, his going leaves my life emptier. I am thankful I rescued him, and I am thankful he lived far longer than an abandoned kitten could ever have hoped. He added joy, love, and happiness to my life, along with poop, fur, white whiskers, noise and irrepressible curiosity.

I love you Pandi.

Bye bye Pandababa (Taken with instagram)

Very cute fluffy kitty, plus box….

I was listening to my podcasts the other day, I am a little behind, and heard the “The American Life” episode for Father’s Day. Most of the episode just passed me by, until the story about the Father who was challenged to tell his daughters that he loved them everyday for a month.

The Father talks about how he loves his daughter, she is smart, funny and rides a bike. And this all touched me a lot. But, the most touching moment was when she said “I know my father loves me, it was just nice to hear.”. How true is that? I know my father loves me, I know expressing emotion is difficult for him, but when he does something out of character for him, tells me he loves me, tries to relate to me, I am touched, and I want to say “Daddy, I love you dearly!”

(via The Ark In Space: Monarch Migration – Staggering Spectacle of Nature)
Beautiful pictures.

(via The Ark In Space: Monarch Migration – Staggering Spectacle of Nature)
Beautiful pictures.