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I was deeply moved and angered by the recent murder of Cecil the lion this summer by a heartless hunter who paid to have him lured out of a preserve so he could shoot him with a bow and arrow. Cecil fled after being shot and it took the hunting team 40 hrs. to locate his body… Cecil lay suffering for countless hours. Game hunting continues as a major tourist attraction for many countries and a profitable hobby for the wealthy.
This print was done in honor of Cecil and all of the animals who lost their lives and who will lose their lives in order to feed the ego of man. The quote on the print is from Henry Beston and it reads:
“For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with the extension of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings: they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth.”
Hopefully Cecil’s death will not be in vain. Because of his death the issue of game hunting was brought into the forefront. I can only hope and pray the outrage will continue until the beautiful and pure creatures of this world are safe.
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Brilliant, misunderstood, mysterious and mythic. Moving through this world with bravery and a straightforward acceptance of his surroundings; simultaneously straddling between the world of man and the realm of the spirit. Meet “Corvus.”
Fancy words aside, ravens and crows are such incredible beings on this earth. Scientists are just scratching the surface in unlocking the mysteries of their minds and abilities. Sharing the world with them is an honor.
“I am Raven. I am black as liquid night with wings and my eyes are stars to see by.” ― H. Raven Rose, Liquid Me: A Collection of Poetry and Prose
Just a couple of fun-lovin’ gals!
This is “Chadwick.” It’s a Celtic name meaning “warrior.” Chadwick fights for the rights of others like him. Others who don’t have a voice. If you ever see Chadwick on your travels, know he’s a force to be reckoned with.
According to statistics provided from actual sales of hunting permits, almost 2100 cougars are still being killed each year. This figure does not include all the cougars killed by hunters who do not buy licenses nor report their kills.
I live in rural Pennsylvania where cougars or “mountain lions” are almost akin to the fantastical unicorn. There have been numerous sightings of these gorgeous and secretive creatures but it seems there is a real resistance from the Game Commission to actually admit they are among us. The eastern cougar was thought to be extinct.
My husband was a skeptic. He felt perhaps those sightings were simply people seeing something else and, for many reasons, were convinced they had seen a mountain lion. The mind does tend to play tricks sometimes. Did you notice I said my husband “was” a skeptic?
One morning on his way to work through our rural backwoods, he saw a creature leap across the road unlike anything he had ever seen before. Now I must state my husband is the genius, “science rules” kind of guy. It’s all about the facts ma’am. Something was running through the woods towards the road. My husband stopped as it ran in front of the truck. With tail outstretched it leaped across the road and on through a portion of fallen, timbered woods. He continued to watch as it flew from sight. He was close enough to know what it wasn’t… it wasn’t a deer, a coyote, fox, a dog or a house cat. It wasn’t a bobcat which he had seen many times before in the wild. The size of the cat and power of its muscular structure was mind-blowing. The coloring was undeniable. A cougar has been seen. And I, for one, am a believer.
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He’s “The Woodworker”… and he’s a natural.
Beavers are extraordinary creatures. They mate for life; they are brilliant architects; and both the male and female share the raising of their young. Unfortunately, they are targeted and brutally trapped for their fur and a substance from their oil glands which is used in perfume.
The fellow above is in his favorite place. It’s where he feels at home and safe. On this warm, sunny morning he chooses to use tools other than his teeth.