Yesterday, we went to a few old churches in Dublin. Among them was St. Patrick’s. Somehow it seemed right, here in the homeland of my heritage, to light a candle in honor of those from my family who have died: Tom, Eileen, Kathleen, Nancy and brother-in-law Tom. I miss them. TheContinue reading “St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Dublin”
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redheads
An easy and unscheduled day in Dublin. Among the many curiosities that caught our attention are the number of shades of red hair, sometimes the hue is natural and sometimes it is hairdresser assisted. Here are six of twenty redheads we photographed today:
sated
To be “sated.” I always thought “to be sated” meant to be full to the excess . . . like that very much too much feeling of food and tiredness associated (for me) with Thanksgiving. When I checked it just now, I discovered, it can also mean “to satisfy fully.” I like that. That’s how weContinue reading “sated”
Five encounters
Dublin is urban. There are lots of people. Here are five we’ve encountered, among many more. This guy was playing for change with his buddy the harmonica/guitar player. Have tried (unsuccessfully) a variety of ways to put a minute and and half video of him playing on the web page for you. Instead, these twoContinue reading “Five encounters”
Three quotes to begin your day
Joseph Campbell: “The agony of breaking through personal limitations is the agony of spiritual growth.” Christopher Robin to Pooh: “You are braver than you believe, you are stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” T.S. Eliot “Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far they canContinue reading “Three quotes to begin your day”
art matters
We are safely in Dublin. Here are ten images from the last 30+ hours. They proclaim, “art matters.” View of the Ringling Bridge, Sarasota, from our Delta flight just after noon yesterday.
“Imagine”
Just tried to figure out how to get a youtube video here for you to listen. Alas, I am not that smart, I guess. Anyway, It would have been John Lennon signing “Imagine” in (what year was this recorded?) with Ono along for the song . . . Since I couldn’t do it, you canContinue reading ““Imagine””
1978
For those of you really good at math, 34 years ago today, was 1978. Noah Timothy Garrison was born that day. Happy birthday Noah. You were born in our family home along the shore of Iron Lake just a few miles south of Iron River, Wisconsin. Yep, you actually were born at home. Your mother,Continue reading “1978”
Do you see what I see?
A few nights ago, it may have been the day the current shifted and began taking the seaweed away from Siesta’s Crescent Beach rather than bringing it in, anyway we saw these formations of shape and color in the western sky. I wonder what you see here. I wonder how you would describe what youContinue reading “Do you see what I see?”
“I’m doing finely”
You have read about Tad and Vicky who sent us the delightful booklet about their home and the community around where we will be staying. They recommended a book “Twenty Years A-Growing” by Maurice O’Sullivan. I love books. I was intrigued by what they said about it. So, you guessed it, I ordered it fromContinue reading ““I’m doing finely””
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