All posts by The Feathered Rose

Day #341 Superhero Frost

Anyone who followed my original #100happydays on Instagram will have read about why I have a fascination with frost. It is childhood memories and magic and beauty all rolled together into one very cold but exciting package. Unfortunately (from one point of view at least) I don’t get to see much in the way of…

Day #340 The Play Date

Hawkeye went to his first official play date this afternoon with someone other than close friends / family. It was the mother from another boy in our creche who had reached out to me and today The Mister drove us over to their house, popped his head in to say hello and introduce himself, and…

Day #339 Office Santa

Today was the much anticipated Santa visit. Or, I should say, the first Santa visit, since Hawkeye is getting to see Santa again in creche later this month (he comes down the chimney into the Director’s office, apparently). Now, our office does not have a chimney, so I suspect Santa may have had to sneak…

Day #338 “No, I do it!”

Much of life is about cultivating patience, or dealing with consequences of not having enough patience, or learning coping strategies for when there’s no more patience. Patience, patience, patience. For example, I have no patience when it comes to a good book. The idea of reading a couple of chapters at a time and putting…

Day #337 It’s a Christmas tree!

I know I’ve said before that I’ve been more tolerant of the whole Christmas spirit thing this year, including even voluntarily listening to Christmas carols when I didn’t have to. I’m actually enjoying the whole thing beyond my usual love of the fresh scent of real pine trees and warm twinkly lights. I’ve come to…

Day #336 Sunrise

Breathtaking skyline this morning over Dublin. It’s hard to tell from the photo but the clouds were at different altitudes, with the darker but smaller puffs travelling lower and faster in front of the brilliant pink. Magical. Unfortunately I had an excited toddler with me on the way crèche and only got a hurried Amado…

Day #335 It’s beginning to smell like Christmas

When I stepped into the first floor landing of our office at the start of lunch today a delicious, delicate, fresh scent was floating up from below. The scent of fresh pine. The smell of winter. I followed my nose down the stairs and into the lobby. Yup. Sure enough there was a brand new…

Day #332 Cold blooded

After so many photos and videos of our trips to the zoo, it was looking like a bitter disappointment that, for various reasons, we wouldn’t get a chance to take my mum to Dublin zoo. However, at the last minute, an unexpected opportunity arose this afternoon, on her last day in Dublin. The weather did…