St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Dublin

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”


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”

It’s a good day to fly to Dublin, don’t you think?

A couple years ago when we were returning from the Annual Meeting of the Florida Conference UCC in Naples, we came across this bumper sticker.  That was before this time of sabbatical was imagined. Thank you to all who have participated in the planning for this time. Thank you Angela for tending the folk atContinue reading “It’s a good day to fly to Dublin, don’t you think?”

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?”