Orphan Orangutan Smiles for the Camera - ZooBorns
1. It’s far too early for me to be up.
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2. Come on, Uncle Tris. Munguin said your find me some tasty dinner.
3. Can we all join in?
How to catch a cat — bring an empty box, wait

1st picture - one cat sitting inside a box that’s turned on its side and another one on top of it 

Picture 2 - both cats inside the box 

Picture 3 - a third cat is sitting on the box now

Picture 4 - a fourth cat has crammed into the box with the other two, while the one on top looks on
4. Could you get your own room?
5. That baby looks like it’s a handful!
7. Nuts, whole hazelnuts…
An ant carries part of another insect.
8. Who’s a handsome fellow?
A hare lies flat in a field of dirt, blending into the background.
9. I’m a hare that doesn’t want to be seen.
10. I’m here in case that idiot. Johnson needs me for his next speech about how easy it is to be green, but I fear I’ll probably fall asleep listening to his babble … and stuttering delivery thereof.
A beetle takes off from atop a snake, as the coiled snake appears to watch.
11. You’re lucky I’m not hungry! And you’re lucky I’m not is a stinging mood!
12. What a very small cow that is…
A small rodent peers out from the center hole in a tire hub.
13. Hello. Pretty fancy windows we got. Things is though, that Tris has bought us mice food instead of the usual bread and cakes stuff we get… and frankly, they must think that mice have no taste. Yuk. So if you’re looking in, Tris, can we go back to the top quality wholemeal stuff we used to get?
A very close view or the head and front of a mole cricket.
14. Mole Cricket got a terrible shock when he saw how ugly humans were.
15. We hate mieces to pieces!
16. The Tay Whale gets new life in the waterfront park in Dundee.
17. There are a lot of stones in that field.
18. I heard this was a friendly place for ALL animals…even scary ones?
19. Yes, this is my better side.
20. Where? Munguin’s Republic? Not Vogue? Oh dear!
21. Who could ask for more… a sunny window and a good book (to sit on)?
22. Then there’s this warm dog to lean against…
Tourism Observer: TURKMENISTAN: Ashgabat The City Of Love And Devotion
23. Ashgabat. Capital of Turkmenistan.
24. Turkmenistan Gerbil.
25. Cuddles with mum!

Thanks to Hannah, John, Panda Paws, Derek, Dave A, David… and if I left anyone out, them too!

49 thoughts on “SOPPY SUNDAY”

  1. I found an 1877-2008 before and after twentieth century reconstruction.

    1877-2008: (Note the reconstructed trilithon.)

    Reconstructed trilithon 1958:

    BTW, less familiar than Stonehenge is “Carhenge” near Alliance, Nebraska:

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        1. John, Tris……I did a little research on that big stone, “Stone 56”, which was leaning in 1877, and was depicted in the artwork of both Turner and Constable. The so-called “leaning stone” was in danger of falling, and survived the collapse of a nearby trilithon in a storm in 1900. It was straightened in 1901.



          The modern story of restorations at Stonehenge begins in 1880 when the site was surveyed by William Flinders-Petrie, who also established the numbering system for the stones that is in use to this day. The very first documented intervention to prevent stone collapse at Stonehenge happened in 1881 and is described here by Simon Banton. In 1893, the Inspector of Ancient Monuments determined that several stones were in in danger of falling and he was subsequently proved correct when stone 22 collapsed in a New Year’s Eve storm on 31 December 1900. The stone remained intact and was not damaged, but lintel-122 broke into two pieces with such a shock that a fragment was found 81 ft away. They were the first stones to fall since 1797 (after a rapid thaw succeeded a hard frost) and, as the guardian of the site was ill at the time, Sir Edmund Antrobus paid for a police constable to keep sightseers in order.

          ‘The most dangerous and intricate piece of work to be undertaken was the raising to an upright position of the great monolith called the Leaning Stone [Stone 56], the king of the mystic circle and the largest in England, Cleopatra’s needle excepted. This stone was one of the uprights of the great trilithon which stood behind the Altar Stone, and the Duke of Buckingham is said to have caused its fall by his digging and researches in 1620. The fallen upright is broken in two pieces and its lintel lies, as it fell, across the Altar stone.’

          Lady Antrobus continues:

          ‘The great work was started in August (1901) and finished on September 25th, having taken six weeks to complete … Large excavations were made round the base of the stone, and filled with concrete, which hardening was to hold it fast. The base of the stone was found to be at a depth of 8 feet 6 inches in the ground and the surface worked with flint tools. It was beautifully set, showing great knowledge on the part of the builders … There are further questions of the raising of the two stones which fell last year, the original positions of which are accurately known, also of certain precautionary measures to be taken to prevent the falling of other stones which are in danger. I think it would be in the worst possible taste to restore Stonehenge in any sense, but I can not agree with those who say ‘Let the stones lie as they fall and take no precautionary measures.’

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      1. Tris……Yes, you the “soddies” of the early settlers on the prairie, Chimney Rock and Scotts Bluff on the Oregon Trail, the eastern terminus of the transcontinental railroad at Omaha, and prehistoric Carhenge. Nothing not to love! 😉

        Bonus Nebraska Pictures: (The wagon and oxen at Scotts Bluff National Monument are window dressing for the tourists.)

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          1. Tris……There is now a historical site visitors center a short distance from Chimney Rock and a walking trail along the base where the old wagon trail went by. It’s in the western Nebraska panhandle, and was visible to the wagon trains for quite a distance across the Nebraska prairie to the east. An indication that they were approaching Fort Laramie…..a way station and trading post in what is now eastern Wyoming, before the trail entered the higher country to the West.

            Chimney Rock is an erosion formation, and was taller in 1906, before some of the top fell off (probably in a storm.) This is Ezra Meeker, a man who had gone west on the trail with his family in 1852, and then in 1906 retraced the route in a much publicized journey.

            From about the same time, a local farm with a Nebraska “soddie” house.


              1. Sorry Tris……I’ll try a couple of others. Or you can Google “Ezra Meeker Chimney Rock” and click on images. There are probably lots that will open up OK.

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                  1. Interesting picture! The brush and shrubbery looks like this picture was taken nearer the rock than it’s usually photographed. This wild vegetation is on the lower slopes of the rock, well above the surrounding cultivated field where cattle graze or crops are raised. You can see this greenery from a distance (on the slopes of the rock,) in this picture.

                    It would be interesting to get closer, but about half a mile away (or maybe even a bit farther) is the nearest you can drive to it, and then it’s a walk through pasture or scrub brush to get closer. When I was there, there was a waist high crop in the field, where I wouldn’t have been able to see where I was stepping, which isn’t a very attractive option in Prairie Rattler country. And that wild shrubbery REALLY doesn’t look attractive to walk through in rattlesnake country. 😉

                    The rock formations of the Wildcat Hills of the Nebraska panhandle look a lot more like Wyoming than the prairie of Nebraska. Scotts Bluff is 20 miles west of Chimney Rock, and the Nebraska/Wyoming state line is about 20 miles west of Scotts Bluff. The short drive up the 800 feet to the top of Scotts Bluff provides a nice view of the Wildcat Hills and the valley of the North Platte River.

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                    1. Well that wasn’t nearly as scary as some of the road trips you’ve put up, Danny. It was an expensive day out though… and 3 days’ stop over in Cheyanne to get it fixed … I think the hotel bill will be more than the $500 it cost to repair!!

                      The scenery was lovely, particularly on the first video. Have you been there?

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                    2. Tris……At least if you’re going to have car trouble in that area, it’s good to have Cheyenne close by. Cheyenne is the largest city in Wyoming (about 100,000 people) and is not far west of the Nebraska/Wyoming state line. The entire state of Wyoming only has about 580,000 people…….(less than half the population of the Kansas City metro area.)

                      Yes, I spent parts of two days in the Chimney Rock/Scotts Bluff area, during the trip I took one summer during college, following the historic sites along the old 2,000 mile wagon trail to Oregon. I spent a night in the Nebraska town of Scottsbluff (one word), which is very near Scotts Bluff (the big bluff…….two words, no apostrophe) in the Platte River valley. The old wagon trail, variously called the Oregon Trail (in the early to mid 1840’s) or the California trail (during and after the 1849 Gold Rush), was also part of the Mormon Trail to the Salt Lake Valley. If you were going west before the transcontinental railroad was completed in 1869, you went by wagon train on some variant of the “Old Oregon Trail” of the early 1840’s.

                      The only scary thing about the trip to the top of Scotts Bluff is the very narrow (1930’s era) park road, and oncoming traffic in the narrow curving tunnels. But the hiking trails on the bluff ARE scary……so I just walked around the top. You may (or may not) wish to view the dizzying heights and narrow rock tunnels on a foot path, seen about halfway through this video. Pretty views though! (One of the tunnels is seen at the very end (at about 13:00).)

                      There is a famous “pioneer” grave at Scottsbluff. (The grave site now relocated from its original location by a railroad track.)
                      Rebecca Winters was a young Mormon mother traveling with her husband and child to the Salt Lake Valley. She took sick with cholera at about Chimney Rock, and died the second day later at Scotts Bluff. Before her burial, they scratched her name and an inscription on an old unused wagon wheel rim which they then used as a grave marker. The grave was mostly forgotten, until railroad surveyors re-discovered it in 1899. The remaining Winters family had made it to Salt Lake City, and in 1902, the family and the Later Day Saints church erected a proper gravestone and fenced the site. But it was hard to get to on foot, and dangerous to be so close to the mainline tracks of the Burlington Northern railroad. So the grave has now been moved (in 1995, and then again in 2003) by the town of Scottsbluff and the Winters descendants. The original wagon rim grave marker still marks the grave, although I can’t imagine how it’s escaped theft by souvenir hunters over more than 150 years. (Maybe it’s set in concrete now….LOL.)

                      The grave was still in its original location when Charles Kuralt did a CBS News “On the Road” piece about it in the 1970’s. I saw it about 30 years after that in its first relocated site at the “grade crossing to the east” that Kuralt mentions.


                      This second video shows the first relocated position of the gravesite at a railroad crossing, farther from the tracks and easier to reach by car. (It’s the grave site pictures in the Wiki article.) The YouTube guy talks about how close it originally was to the Burlington Northern tracks, when it was located about a quarter mile or so down the track to the west (where Kuralt did the piece, 25 or 30 years earlier).

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                    3. Interesting, Danny.

                      (I passed on the narrow road though…)

                      It occurs though, that there must have been many thousands of people who died on these trails: young, old, Europeans, Americans, and I’m wondering why this particular grave has had so much attention.

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                    4. Tris…….I don’t blame you for bypassing the Scotts Bluff walking trail video…..LOL. Although the drive to the top is no problem, that walking trail looks horrendous. And surprising that it’s in Nebraska, where you mostly think of flat prairie. I think the US Park Service has a shuttle to take people back to their car at the top……for those who walked down and don’t want the climb back up. 🙂

                      There were “pioneer graves” all along the trail, and the ones that were marked and the marker has survived, are maintained as historical artifacts at the many trail sites where they were found. Sometimes they became the beginnings of a local cemetery. There is a pioneer cemetery on the prairie near Chimney Rock, which is apparently still occasionally used. I remember a large local cemetery at Ash Hollow in Nebraska (east of Chimney Rock) which began as a pioneer grave, and is still used. The original pioneer grave marker (a crudely carved stone) has an enclosure (with historical notes) built around it, behind protective glass.


                      Ash hollow is located to the east of Chimney Rock at the beginning of the Nebraska “panhandle”, and the grade down “Windlass Hill” (from the higher Nebraska prairie down into Ash Hollow of the North Platte River valley,) was the steepest grade on the entire Oregon trail…….steeper than anything experienced in the Wyoming Rockies or the Blue Mountains of Oregon.

                      The Rebecca Winters pioneer grave at Scotts Bluff had everything to make it famous……most notably the engraved wagon rim marker as an historical artifact, and its unusual rediscovery by the railroad survey crew. This was combined with a family record of the circumstances of her death, maintained by the Winters family descendants in Salt Lake City. And of course the interest of the Mormon church in the history of the early Mormon grave site (which is never a small thing)…….LOL.

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                    5. Fair enough, Danny. I didn’t know that they took so much care of the graves that they know are there.

                      I though for anyone else reading this threat, a map of the area would help.

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                    6. PS…..As for pioneer graves and the notification of relatives, you’ll recall the “Gone West” episode of Alistair Cooke’s “America” I’ve posted (at about 36:00) which talks about the ordeal of the 49-ers (Gold Rushers) on the California Trail across Nevada. The California Trail split off from the Oregon Trail in southwesten Idaho, and the trek across Nevada involved a period of three days (about 50 miles) with no water. He talks about the near impossibility of digging a grave in the Nevada desert, and notifying family (back in England and Scotland for example) where their relative had died.

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                    7. It’s a BBC documentary, and the BBC is not much into people uploading their stuff. It’s working right now for me, but with the BBC you never know.
                      A partial clip which might work, but probably won’t. 🙂 (If so, see starting at 13:00.)

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                    8. This one (above) won’t play for me in WordPress, but opens YouTube and plays there. So a new way of not working……LOL. (Anyway, see the clip starting at 13:00, on the outside chance it works there.) 🙂

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                    9. Tris……I drove the Humboldt River route across Nevada (where Alistair did his TV piece) in the dark of night, since I had attended the Noon organ recital in the Mormon Tabernacle, and so didn’t leave Salt Lake City until early afternoon. Had a delicious hamburger and fries about 9:00 PM at a roadside diner in Winnemucca (Humboldt County) Nevada, and about Midnight saw what looked like sunrise on the distant western horizon. It was in fact the lights of Reno. 😉

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                    10. Tris……..I’ve only been through Reno a couple of times, and have never visited any of the many big hotel/casinos there. The lights of Reno literally hurt my eyes after that long dark drive across northern Nevada, and reminded me a lot of downtown Las Vegas, although the posher places in Vegas (Caesar’s Palace and such places) are south of town along The Strip. About 40 miles to the south of Reno are the big places on the eastern shore (the Nevada side) of Lake Tahoe, but I’ve never visited Tahoe. Suburban Reno just touches the California state line, which bisects Lake Tahoe north to south. Interstate Highway I-80 through Reno (taking you west into California across the northern High Sierras at Donner Pass) takes you 200 miles west to San Francisco, and skirts Lake Tahoe by only 30 miles or so.

                      Oregon Trail enthusiasts will recognize why 7,000 ft Donner Pass is so named, along with Donner Lake and Donner Memorial State Park. The grisly story of the 1846 Donner Party involved a poor choice of trails starting in Wyoming (the Hastings Cutoff), a long trek across the Great Salt Desert of Utah west of Salt lake City, and early snows that year in the Sierra Nevada. A story of a trip to California from Kansas City (Independence actually) that went terribly wrong. 😉



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                    11. That Donner Pass looks a desolate place, Danny.

                      It makes you wonder though… how would you cope if you were in that situation. Would cannibalism ever occur to you, or would you just die?

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                    12. Hard to know what one would do if hungry enough I guess.
                      The 7,000 ft pass is certainly rugged, although I-80, (a cross-country Interstate highway from New York City to San Francisco,) follows the Donner Route across Utah, Nevada, and through Donner Pass west of Reno almost exactly. So unless you get off the Interstate onto state roads, you sail through at Interstate highway speed and hardly notice it, except for the pretty mountains (and as long as you don’t encounter a High Sierra snow storm, which can be brutal even today.)
                      Of the 87 members of the Donner party, about 48 survived due to the three major rescue parties in late winter that came from Sacramento. Children and young people in the group survived into the twentieth century. The last of the party (a one year old child who survived) died in 1938), so it became a famous and well-documented incident.

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      1. Having been brought up in an agricultural area, I have long been familiar with Rooks , on the ground foraging and most noticeably flying in a noisy crowd, generally southerly and homeward northerly in the evenings from and to the local rookery.
        Having mostly seen them against the sky, I imagined them to be of a sooty black appearance.

        One sunny day I was out on my bicycle and came across one on the road that had been shot by someone unknown. I was amazed and delighted to see the iridescent appearance of it’s plumage in the direct sunlight.
        This totally changed my appreciation of Rooks in general, and this was years before I discovered how smart in general the Corvid family is.

        Tisk! Tisk! Sentence ending in preposition alert.

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        1. They are amazing.

          I watch them often on the shore here getting themselves meals by picking up a shell and dropping it from a great height.

          One say someone had left a carton of cream with its top still on and this crow was doing it best to get into it without success. So I approached and it few away. I opened the cream for it and walked away.

          He was soon back there, eating away.

          Another time in a supermarket carpark someone had dropped a packet of cooked pasta in cheese sauce… and there wer a load of crows looking at it…so I opened it and went into the shop.

          When I came out the carton was empty and a full looking crow with cheese sauce on his beak was looking down on me…

          It’s ok to end a sentence with is. It’s a verb, part of the verb to be. It’s also, in my humble opinion, ok to end a sentence with a preposition. 🙂 🙂 🙂


          1. One of them’s a rook; the one on the post’s a Carrion Crow, I think. I was looking away from it whilst pointing the camera at it; had a couple of goes at the shot.

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