I Love You, Always Will

:: in July 1, 2017 :: in Uncategorized :: Comments Off on I Love You, Always Will

I Love You, Always Will ‘I love you,’ I told Julian as he scooped up his bag and swung it over his shoulder, heading out the door. ‘I love you,’ he said, matter-of-factly, ‘Always will.’ I walked him to the door, kissed him goodbye, and bade him safe travels on…

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A Day on Jury Duty

:: in April 23, 2017 :: in Uncategorized :: Comments Off on A Day on Jury Duty

This past Wednesday, I left the house just after 7AM in order to be able to report for jury duty promptly at 8:30AM at Quincy District Courthouse. I left the courthouse that day around 4:30PM, sharing handshakes, well wishes, and gratitude with the other six members of the jury of which…

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Emerald Reflections

:: in November 11, 2015 :: in Ireland :: Comments Off on Emerald Reflections

Two months (and one day) after we returned home, I wanted to write down some final reflections of our trip. I’m delayed, yes. But I’m also doing this for myself, so being on time matters less. This will be question-and-answer style—the questions that I asked Daddy as we mused over…

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In Old Dublin Town

:: in September 7, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 3 comments

Back in Dublin. It’s novel to be taking pictures of cityscapes, not landscapes.  Yesterday we went to knock off the two things we wanted to see in Dublin: Dublin Castle and the Trinity College Library.  But we didn’t get to either of those yesterday. Instead we went to the old…

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Release the Balloons

:: in September 5, 2015 :: in Ireland :: Comments Off on Release the Balloons

Well, I wasn’t going to post tonight, which is why I didn’t have my camera, which is why you’ll forgive me these pictures.  ‘What’s that?’ ‘I don’t know,’ I answered Daddy, staring into the night sky, forgetting whatever our topic of conversation was. ‘It looks likes flames.’ ‘Yeah, it does,…

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Garden of Erin

:: in September 4, 2015 :: in Ireland :: Comments Off on Garden of Erin

Wicklow is called the Garden of Ireland. By colonists, who usurped the land from its Irish inhabitants and refused to give it back for centuries, or ever. (The Irish make light of their subjugated past now, but even this good-naturedness helps me to sympathise with fomenting dissent. There’s this quintessentially…

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Rock me, Mama

:: in September 3, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 4 comments

On our way from Kinsale to Wicklow today, we stopped at the Rock of Cashel.  The Rock is a mass of stone piled systematically atop a hill in order to form a habitation. It was a castle where kings lived until the thirteenth century or so, when it was repurposed…

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Walking distance

:: in September 2, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

O, colourful Kinsale. I started this post yesterday, but stopped when I realised that no post about Kinsale could be complete without dozens of pictures of colour-saturated stucco. I probably should have taken pictures of more monuments and landmarks, but no matter.  Enjoy.  (Maybe that gallery worked? I blame PHP…

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Kinsale at Large

:: in September 1, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

Meant to post this last night obviously, but had reached the end of my patience with wandering for Wifi.  Well, the Wifi’s not great in the room we’re in, so I’ll leave with the fact that we made it to Kinsale.  Interestingly, we both separately were desirous of visiting this…

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Mind the Gap

:: in August 30, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

Today I almost killed Daddy. Not intentionally, mind you! And I did very seriously consider alternatives in order to guarantee his safety.  It all started innocently enough. We breakfasted at our usual hour. We drove into town. We rented bikes. We headed to Reen Pier at Ross Castle. We boarded…

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