thru irish’s eyes
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
Ball Caps and Grass Seed
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
The Interview
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
The Composted Writer
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
Blessing for Sunday
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ MAY YOUR HOME ALWAYS BE TOO SMALL TO HOLD ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
Curves
it manipulates and finds a way; to be free my paper complex Inspiration The Weekly Photo Challenge: Curves Continue reading Curves
Lets Pretend
“I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.” ― Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter when we … Continue reading Lets Pretend
Why I hate Father’s Day Cards
My Dad, what can I say about my Dad. He’s from the south – born in North Carolina. He came up to Canada in the mid-1960’s to work in Tobacco for the summer, met Mom, and as they say “the rest is history”. I’m not going to write some post about how horrible my Dad is, cause that’s not it at all. He’s good at … Continue reading Why I hate Father’s Day Cards
My Tim
When I began this blog I intended to somehow, eventually, try to describe Tim. It was atleast one, of a myriad of other reason’s. Yet I’ve stumbled on it. I haven’t known where to start. How do I describe someone who sometimes I’m not even sure I knew? Tim kept his cards close, rarely giving you any idea of what he was really up to. … Continue reading My Tim
Over 10,000 Views
WOW !!! since October 26, 2012 … that is how many views The Temenos Journal has had since it’s birth. {I was going to put a little snapshot here, but quite frankly you can just as easily look yourself at the end of the right hand column ;-} I wrote my first post on October 26, 8 days after he died. There are many reasons … Continue reading Over 10,000 Views
The Porcupine Walk
One night Tim and I are coming back from visiting friends and we happen upon this big ol’ Porcupine, waddling his fat arse dead centre of this old back country road. Not concerned, maybe deaf, or just a stubborn old coot. Who knows, but that ol’bugger was none too happy about us interfering with his nightly stroll…and I videoed it. {or click here if that … Continue reading The Porcupine Walk
Blessing for Sunday
When Irish eyes are smiling, Sure it’s like a morning spring. In the lilt of Irish laughter You can hear the angels sing. When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay. And when Irish eyes are smiling, They’ll steal your heart away! [Traditional Irish Folk Song] CITATION Irish Blessings Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
Why I Am Not Watching My Niece Play Soccer Tonight
Well, now, I almost hate to say it, but I swear these girls are just wrecking soccer for me. I mean, I am not one for sports. Really. However, I will watch Hockey, like a Leaf’s game and every now and again the Stanley Cup games. Tim and I actually watched the whole series the year Boston won in 2011 (and I had to go … Continue reading Why I Am Not Watching My Niece Play Soccer Tonight
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