Monthly Archives: July 2016

the dark hedges.

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‘when anyone asks me about the irish character,

i say look at the trees.

maimed, stark and misshapen,

but ferociously tenacious.”

-edna o’brien, irish writer

ballymoney, northern ireland, uk

 

Do as I say, not as I do.

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Do as I say, not as I do.

i can’t wait to meet up and who knows what will happen, but that’s the fun of it, isn’t it?

tric's avatarMy thoughts on a page.

Do you have children? Do you often find yourself telling them one thing while doing another? (If not don’t read on because I don’t think you and I will get on).

You see for years now I’ve been warning my gang about the dangers of the internet…don’t give away personal details, don’t ‘talk’ to people you don’t know and never, ever arrange to meet someone you only know online. Thankfully my words of wisdom have been heeded and to date they have come to no harm. However I am now in a rather peculiar position, (not literally, in fact I’m sitting very comfortably on my couch as I type), because come Saturday I’m actually going to meet photo credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/34214104@N00/4743542738">AUP 5 Steps Poster</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/2.0/">(license)</a>someone I only know online.

Don’t let your imaginations run wild, I’m not cheating on himself, (and if I were I’d not be announcing it here). I am in fact meeting a fellow…

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‘the sun is new each day.’ – heraclitus

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a new sun and adventure await

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a morning tea 

provided by an american

who fell in love with an irishman and never left

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a sweet guy who came with the room

love and protection free of charge

not yet ready for morning


“i get up in the morning looking for an adventure.”

-george foreman

aran islands, ireland

sundial house, cushendall, northern ireland, uk

 

seisiún.

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it was

a lovely evening spent

in a warm and friendly house

filled with friends and family and neighbors

of all ages

and

performances

of all kinds

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with voices and instruments

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and improvs

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 and storytelling

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and fiddling
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and 

it was important for us,

the americans,

to proudly represent our country

with our own

unique

belly dance act.

it was truly

a night to remember.

“every performance is different. that’s the beauty of it.”

-van morrison

Rossnowlagh, Donegal, Ireland

 (seisiún refers to sit-in performances in a relaxed social setting, in which the entertainment is intermingled with the consumption of ale, stout, beer and conversation.)

outside my window, tonight in ireland.

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“the words ran away from me.”

-edna o’brien

portstewart, county londonderry, ireland

old friends.

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meeting my new old friends

on

inis oirr (aran islands)

ireland

“there’s not a word yet for old friends who’ve just met.”

-jim henson

tea.

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over a hill

around a bend

wrapped in stone

out in between

nowhere

and 

forever

our tea awaits us.

“where there’s tea there’s hope.” 
-arthur wing pinero

1.

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day 1

room 1

visited a pub

in a little village

filled with

friendly people

from near and far

then 

slept above it

in a tiny room

while beautiful irish music 

kept on

playing below

dancing me into sweet dreams.


“i’m not afraid of chaos and i’m happy talking to strangers.

i really love not knowing where I’m going.”

-fiona shaw

lucky.

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met a friendly irishman 

in line

at the first airport

with an accent

who was

going my way

we had

 many hours

of

travel adventure

ahead of us

through

flight delays

canceled flights

missed connections

route changes

airline changes

seat changes

itinerary changes

re-ticketing

running to gates

taking shuttles

 sitting on the tarmack

trying to find lost luggage

sharing

food

and

beers

and

stories

and

laughs

and

names of

places to visit

each

making our way

to the magic land of 

ireland

for our own reasons

and 

what a lucky beginning 

to this wonderful adventure.


“luck is believing you’re lucky.”
– tennessee williams

slán agat.

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and my feet

are taking me

to ireland

 where

i will find

my heart again.