Sometimes I find myself slipping away. Inside myself, like a turtle. With all this activity here at my sisters, the times that I actually have to myself are fricken precious. It can be so difficult sometimes to constantly have to be … I don’t know…I’m not even sure what the word is … quiet? Patient? Dispassionate? On? I’m not certain there is an english word … Continue reading the silence of ONE
THE ROUND by Stanley Kunitz Light splashed this morning on the shell-pink anemones swaying on their tall stems; down blue-spiked veronica light flowed in rivulets over the humps of the honeybees; this morning I saw light kiss the silk of the roses in their second flowering, my late bloomers flushed with their brandy A curious gladness shook me. So I have shut the door of … Continue reading A Blessing for Sunday
Amidst all the mishaps the last few days, I can report on atleast one success – the banner and bookmarks I designed for the Heritage Book Project were finished yesterday … WOOT WOOT!!! And the banner looks AWESOME. Everyone commented on the photo last night at our general meeting. We had the banner set up outside the door so they would see it as they … Continue reading Its a Heritage Thing
Yesterday was just one of those days were you’re like “what the heck did I do to deserve today”!!? Right from the moment I awoke, it started. In a half-sleepy daze my sister informs me that Irish pee’d on the shower mat downstairs. Lovely. Not sure what happened there, since I let her out before I went to bed, as always. My sister did give … Continue reading Broken Lamps and Other Mishaps
Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Trains, Planes and Automobiles Continue reading Word Travels
I have spent the last 4 years sequestered away from this march towards an all digital, all the time, society. While everyone was texting, and sexting, facebooking and twittering, I was immunized from that by a thick Cedar bush. Everyday I try to ignore one more article instructing me on how statistically my teeth are not white enough, or that at 46 and unemployed I’m … Continue reading Self-love in a Digital Age
In 1909, three brothers got together (one of them my 4th or something Great Grandfather), and decided to have a picnic. The next year, 1910, there is a photograph of the Clan all gathered. In that year it went from a simple picnic, to a Reunion. I guess they had so much fun at the first, they decided to make it an annual event. And … Continue reading The 104th Clan Picnic
May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been, The foresight to know where you’re going, And the insight to know when you’re going to far! Irish Blessings Continue reading A Blessing for Sunday
on the hilltop we can pursue all that we see because it is free Inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: The World Though Your Eyes Continue reading thru irish’s eyes
Boy walks past the window of this General Store in his hometown and sees a sign in the window advertising “HELP WANTED”. So he walks up the rickety old stairs and opens the screen door, and hears the “dingle dingle dingle” of the little bells attached to the hinge. Behind the counter is a grey-headed, stooped over old man with his back to the door … Continue reading Ball Caps and Grass Seed
Had my first interview for a job in a decade on Monday. So I spent the entire weekend in mental preparations. Plus I had to gather my work references, which was nerve-wracking as I haven’t actually worked (in the sense they mean) in over 4 years. I did work, and I’m proud of what I accomplished in that time. Then I was a caregiver for … Continue reading The Interview
Sometimes just after I hit that PUBLISH button on a post, I am struck by this feeling of “I’ve written this before”. Before? I haven’t; I realize that it’s because some of these stories I wrote in my head…years ago in some cases. And there they have remained. Oh, perhaps residence of Middle-earth or Oz, or maybe Never Never Land have read my work, but … Continue reading The Composted Writer
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ MAY YOUR HOME ALWAYS BE TOO SMALL TO HOLD ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
The Temenos Journal 