Baby Cardinal

She’s Fluffed and Trying to Keep Warm.

The image, She’s Fluffed and Trying to Keep Warm, was originally uploaded by Digital Gurl. It is posted here from Neddy’s favorites.

Geese in a Row

If geese were ducks, we could say we have all of our ducks in a row.

The image, Synchronicity, was originally uploaded by dreamtech. It is posted here from Neddy’s favorites.

Papa Ratos

A Bird of Portugal

The image, PAPA RATOS, was originally uploaded by sparkyfaisca. It is posted here from Neddy’s favorites.

Happy Groundhog Day

One of the University of Guelph’s Arboretum’s many resident groundhogs. They are also known as woodchucks, such as “how much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck would chuck wood?” Groundhogs and woodchucks are a marmot type of rodent.

Hinterland Who’s Who has more. The image, I dare you to call me cute., was originally uploaded by Jamuudsen. It is posted here from Neddy’s favorites.

Cat at the Window

“In 1830 it was a snug collection of modest one- and two- story frame dwellings, whose whitewashed exteriors were almost concealed from sight by climbing tangles of rose vines, honeysuckles, and morning glories. Each of these pretty homes had a garden in front fenced with white palings and opulently stocked with hollyhocks, marigolds, touch-me-nots, prince’s-feathers, and other old-fashioned flowers; while on the windowsills of the houses stood wooden boxes containing moss rose plants and terra-cotta pots in which grew a breed of geranium whose spread of intensely red blossoms accented the prevailing pink tint of the rose-clad house-front like an explosion of flame. When there was room on the ledge outside of the pots and boxes for a cat, the cat was there– in sunny weather–stretched at full length, asleep and blissful, with her furry belly to the sun and a paw curved over her nose. Then that house was complete, and its contentment and peace were made manifest to the world by this symbol, whose testimony is infallible. A home without a cat–and a well-fed, well-petted, and properly revered cat– may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove title?�? ~~Mark Twain, “THE TRAGEDY OF PUDD’NHEAD WILSON�?, 1893.

The image, El Me Mira asi – edit, was originally uploaded by caro…, and chosen as a FAV by Neddy at .

The Law for the Wolves

“The Law for the Wolves” by Rudyard Kipling

NOW this is the law of the jungle, as old and as true as the sky,
And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.

As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the law runneth forward and back;
For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.

Wash daily from nose tip to tail tip; drink deeply, but never too deep;
And remember the night is for hunting and forget not the day is for sleep.

The jackal may follow the tiger, but, cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
Remember the wolf is a hunter—go forth and get food of thy own.

Keep peace with the lords of the jungle, the tiger, the panther, the bear;
And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the boar in his lair.

When pack meets with pack in the jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken; it may be fair words shall prevail.

When ye fight with a wolf of the pack ye must fight him alone and afar,
Lest others take part in the quarrel and the pack is diminished by war.

The lair of the wolf is his refuge, and where he has made him his home,
Not even the head wolf may enter, not even the council may come.

The lair of the wolf is his refuge, but where he has digged it too plain,
The council shall send him a message, and so he shall change it again.

If ye kill before midnight be silent and wake not the woods with your bay,
Lest ye frighten the deer from the crop and thy brothers go empty away.

Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need and ye can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never kill man.

If ye plunder his kill from a weaker, devour not all in thy pride,
Pack-right is the right of the meanest; so leave him the head and the hide.

The kill of the pack is the meat of the pack. Ye must eat where it lies;
And no one may carry away of that meat to his lair, or he dies.

The kill of the wolf is the meat of the wolf. He may do what he will,
But, till he is given permission, the pack may not eat of that kill.

Lair right is the right of the mother. From all of her years she may claim
One haunch of each kill for her litter, and none may deny her the same.

Cub right is the right of the yearling. From all of his pack he may claim
Full gorge when the killer has eaten; and none may refuse him the same.

Cave right is the right of the father, to hunt by himself for his own;
He is freed from all calls to the pack. He is judged by the council alone.

Because of his age and his cunning, because of his gripe and his paw,
In all that the law leaveth open the word of the head wolf is law.

Now these are the laws of the jungle, and many and mighty are they;
But the head and the hoof of the law and the haunch and the hump is—Obey!

arctic wolf, was made at Wolf Interpretive Center, Ely, Minnesota and originally uploaded by oakwood.

Peek-a-Boo

Squirrel, originally uploaded by noahstone.

Snowballs

squared circle ~ Originally uploaded by 1of@kind.

Eskimo Snowballs

Ingredients:

• 1 cup – Butter or Margarine (softened)
• 4 tbsp – Water
• 1 tsp – Vanilla Extract
• 6 tbsp – Cocoa Powder
• 1 ½ cup – Granulated Sugar
• 4 cups – Quick-Cooking Oats
• Powdered Sugar
• Flaked Coconut
• Chopped Nuts

Method:

• Cream butter with water and vanilla.
• Add sugar, cocoa, and oatmeal, mix well.
• Roll into 1″ balls.
• Add more water if necessary to make the dough stick together.
• Divide the balls in half.
• Roll half the balls in confectioners’ sugar and coconut, then roll the other half in the chopped nuts.
• Refrigerate until serving.
• This is a no-bake recipe.