Today I'm pondering deep philosophical questions such as: did the Gruffalo always exist and the Mouse was just ignorant of the truth, or did the Mouse summon the Gruffalo into existence by the very process of imagining such a creature?
Day #331 Of Mice and Monsters
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Day #329 The Christmas Monthish
I don’t know if I’ve mellowed out a bit this year, or if I’ve just stopped paying attention, but I haven’t really been bothered much by the early appearance of Christmas decorations. There are always a few places that just can’t wait a decent amount of time, but lately I seem to have become more…
Day #326 “Innocence tube”
The Mister doesn’t take anywhere near as many photos as I do, but when he does they’re usually excellent. He has a knack for capturing the truly funny side of parenting. This was a photograph he took while I was out of the house yesterday. I thought it was an excellent composition. Our friends, however,…
Day #325 Giving thanks, the Irish way
Years and years ago I was studying abroad in London. I went to visit a college friend who was studying abroad in Dublin and she introduced me to the Mister. Fast forward and we both ended up in Ireland and she imported to our circle of Irish friends the American pot luck Thanksgiving Dinner tradition.…
Day #324 Black Friday
I’m having my own version of Black Friday where nothing is on offer on my blog. Brain has checked out for the weekend.
Day #323 Bereft**
I seem to be cursed with having extremely literary friends. I know several who have written books at this stage. Some are self-published, some are gaining steam in the traditional publishing world. Some are in the process of writing or shopping agents. I don’t mean this in a dismissive way of “oh everyone is writing…
Day #322 Visual interlude
I’m finding myself fatigued from trying to be profound nearly every evening in my writing and I still have some 40+ days left of this self-imposed task. This evening, however, I did begin writing something that was flowing well until I realised the topic I chose needs more time than I can devote to it…
Day #321 Convalescing
It’s a strange sort of purgatory-like existence being home sick when you’re still not quite well enough to return to work, but no longer sick enough to spend days in bed, slipping in and out of naps, marking the passage of time by medication schedules. I was meant to be back in work today, now…
Day #318 Bear hunt
It was a drizzly, grey, sunless sort of day today. A perfectly normal Irish day in the west of Ireland this time of year, to be honest. Not really a nice day for wandering outside for very long. However, to get some fresh air and let the hyperactive toddler stretch his legs out even a…
Day #317 How to stir trouble and marital discord
Our family is ailing somewhat at this point. I’m recovering from a very nasty bout of flu, the Mister has a sprained ankle, and Hawkeye has had an increasingly worsening cough, prompting me to take him back to the doctor this morning before our trip out west to Nana’s house. Now, normally the ladies at…
Day #316 Returning
A project abandoned last year for numerous reasons despite being so close to completion. One again, coming back to the old mechanical rhythm is soothing. Perhaps this might finally be finished shortly!
The Feathered Rose 