At one time the Brown Pelicans were usually less common north of the Carolinas. Within the last few years it appears the Brown Pelicans are venturing into the Southeast Coast of Virginia. Today many Brown Pelicans are spotted in and around the estuary of the James River that empties into the Chesapeake Bay. The primary food source for the Brown Pelicans is Menhaden fish.
In 2012 the Atlantic States Marine Fisheries Commission declared that the Atlantic Menhaden was depleted due to overfishing. The decision was driven by issues with water quality in the Chesapeake Bay and failing efforts to re-introduce predator species, due to lack of Menhaden on which they could feed.
With these site indicators, could this mean the Brown Pelicans have return more abundantly due to improved water quality and the Menhaden are more plentiful?
Photos and article by Richard Smith
Clop, clop, clop is the slow rhythmic sound of horses’ hooves heard on the street of Duke of Gloucester. Horse-drawn carriage rides are a way to enjoy the 18th century history here in Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia.
These are photos I took in Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia. They seem to say to me. From the past, present and future a woman’s work is never done.
This is a story about three British brothers of His majesty’s navy named Boney, Bones and Boner. Several hundred years ago they were chained and shackled in an underground dungeon in the very pits of the Capitol of Williamsburg. They were accused of witchery. Instead of death by fire, they were to rot to death. At the time of their sentence, an old haggard woman with a long chin, warts on her nose and hair like straw placed a curse on them. The curse was for them to live forever without skin, mind, heart and spirit. It is year 2016. The Skeleton brothers have resurrected from the pits of the underground.
Boner stands with telescope in hand over-looking the area as Bones lowers Boney to the ground. Boney hollers to Bones “Don’t let go of that rope or my bones will break.”
Once on the ground their bones rattled as they ran to the fence. Swiftly they climbed over the gate. Boner yells, “We are free at last.”
The three of them stopped for a break. Bones says,” my joints ache, it must be arthritis.” “It is old age, here eat an apple” said Boney.
Boner points to a stage coach. “Let’s try to get a ride to Yorktown, maybe we can find our old sailing vessel.”
Oh to be welcomed amongst a flock of birds and see the excitement of these pigeons. Their wings open like outstretched arms flapping like hands clapping with enthusiasm. It was a pleasure to photograph these exhilarating creatures.
Hope you enjoy the photo and the written humor!
This is the actual photo I took. No photoshop or gimmicks.
Today is when the country harvest is brought to the city. A cornucopia of vegetables, fruits, and plants are displayed on the street vendor’s tables. Amongst these colorful arrangements is this gentleman with his golden yellow saxophone from which a medley of big-band songs is played. A smooth mellow sound fills the market-place. People stop, look and listen as they sway gently to the rhythm.
A month ago (June 23) I wrote a post titled “My dog is a friend and companion” This is an update to that post. My friend and companion, who I knew all his life, 13 years finished the race before me. The last few weeks for him was down-hill. As with most elderly, he’d like to take several naps each day and only get up for some water and when time to eat. When he needed to go out to do his business, it was a slow task for him to walk to the door. In the last two weeks he’d look up to me as if to say I need help to the door. I’d pick him up and stroke his back as I walked with him in my arms to the door. I’d stand there and watch him. His skinny little legs barely kept him standing. When he finished, I’d go out and bring him back in. He’d sit on my lap as I watched television. When it was time for bed, we’d both get up, our stiff and aching joints made both of us move slowly to our bed. This past weekend he couldn’t get up. Earlier in the year we took him to the vet, tests showed a high elevated liver count. The vet said it could be cancer and at his age it would only be a matter of time. I took him back to the Vet hospital on Monday. The vet examined him and said it is best he be euthanized. He wasn’t in pain, but he lost all his strength and energy and lost half of his normal weight. I thank God for these 13 years we had together. Our dog, Leo, gave me and my wife unconditional love. Leo was a pet who was raised and trained with unconditional love also.
Since I am in the elderly age of life, I began to exercise between 20 to 30 minutes a day. So early afternoon I start my power exercise plan for better muscle growth, boost memory and cognitive skills. I set the alarm on my smart phone to signal me when my 30 minutes are up.
In my room I lay on a flat surface, turn on some music and start my super power nap. I heard young people use an incline machine for a power work out; some days I use a recliner for a semi power nap. I believe it is good to switch back and forth. It helps blood circulation.
After 30 minutes I felt I had a good workout. When I go into an upright position, my muscles are stiff, and with each step I feel some soreness in my joints. In my younger days after I’d jog, bike and work out, I felt the aches and pains but it was temporary. The only difference now are my muscles and joints ache all the time. My memory boost and cognitive skills are better as long I keep the same routine, take notes and place things in the same location each time. After a power exercise nap, I am ready to relax in a nice soft chair with a good book.
How does your exercise plan benefit you?