This evening I ended up contemplating fish. Specifically, fish swimming upstream. Have you ever had that kind of a day where everything is a slog? A fight? A grit-your-teeth-and-hang-on-to-your-sanity-by-your-fingertips-with-all-your-might sort of struggle? I was in the middle of yoga class, clearly having failed to empty my mind and let go of all those bothersome concerns…
There is something tranquil about being able to watch your child fall asleep as they finally lose the battle to keep their eyes open. Their eyelashes flutter closed. Their forehead smooths out, and a sense of peace flows over the whole scene. Given the inherent nature of this sight, I therefore find it deeply and…
The tree is beautiful. The lights are warm. The couch makes for a cozy corner under the shaded icicle lights in the window. There’s a colourful knitted stocking hanging from the mantle waiting for chocolate treats to be hidden inside. The presents are starting to pile up under the tree and more are waiting to…
You know what I’m talking about. Everyone plays the waiting game. All the time. I’ve had cause recently to reflect on waiting and have come to the conclusion that there are many different types of waiting, but they all come down to a delicate balance of the same things: time, patience and discipline, and circumstance. On…
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…
This whole insane blog project began with an innocuous 100 day photo challenge on instagram. When that wasn’t enough for me, I embarked on a blog and signed myself up for the self-appointed challenge of writing or posting something daily for 365 days. And now… what’s left is the mirror image of where it all…
I was catching up on my Facebook feed this morning and finally spotted an explanation of why I was seeing a sudden glut of references to Carrie Fisher. I had not realised that her autopsy report had been made public, revealing that she had cocaine, heroin, and ecstasy in her system at the time of her death.…
I’ll be honest, I had more fun photographing the infinity pool at the Marker Hotel Spa than I had sitting in the Jacuzzi. And I love sitting in a Jacuzzi. I must admit, the dark minimalist decor is not terribly to my taste. It leaves me feeling that the space is a bit stark and cold where…
I had thought to make my 100th post of my #100happydays something special but in the end, it turned out to be yet another very small thing (comfy slippers!) prompting a slightly greater reflection on family and visitors. I’m not sorry. I’m also not sorry that this is going to be a very, very long…
The Feathered Rose 