Here’s a panorama of the clubhouse at Trump National Golf Club in Rancho Palos Verdes, California. We had the occasion to drive to the end of Ocean Trails Drive (which “The Donald” wants to rename Trump National Drive) and visit the public areas of the facility. Impressive, if not completely ostentatious. Verna took a wide angle view of the clubhouse which I cropped into this panoramic view. Click to see the full-sized view (use scrollbars and zoom if appropriate).
It’s springtime and the garden is sprouting – but there are those who would help themselves to our veggies-to-be. The answer to controlling pilferage isn’t always pesticides – especially when it comes to controlling cute little fuzzy squirrels. Our preferred method in this case is to catch and repatriate. A nearby park will provide shelter and a place for this particular squirrel to forage.
In the picture above – squirrel’s eye view of a Havahart trap – later at the park, the release and scamper up a convenient pine tree.
During my lunchtime walk, I spotted this interesting-looking school bus parked behind the Manhattan Village Mall. One side was painted with an undersea scene and the other side had parrots in trees. I did not see or smell any hippies, however. Click on the thumbnail for the big picture.
I have been saving this rose for a couple of weeks now. I took this photo of it in Lowe’s Garden while we were there getting some stuff for the yard and patio.
We’re getting ready to plant the squash and melons. The tomatoes and green beans are planted already.
Click on the thumbnail picture for a close-up of this pretty rose.
Retired Geezer, a blogger at Blog Idaho, posted this video from the Leno Show. I wanted to post it here as well. Being in a position to have used both Morse Code and text messaging, I already knew the outcome but still found it to be funny.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, writing in the voice of his “greatest detective” character, Sherlock Holmes, presented a tribute to this magnificent natural beauty (read below the photo).
During a brief lull in a criminal investigation (“The Adventure of the Naval Treaty”), Sherlock Holmes took a moment to smell a red rose. The flower, he remarked to his friend Dr, Watson, clearly was evidence of divine beneficence. “Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers,” proclaimed the world’s greatest detective. “All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and colour are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again we have much to hope from the flowers.”
Verna currently has “Freedom Roses” on our table. This picture is from a previous batch, but I assure you they are just as nice.
