One might need a physics degree to actually understand the discrete mathematical concepts and equations behind Einstein’s Theory of Relativity and its application to cosmology and astrophysics, but most people know and understand the layman’s version: Put your hands on a hot stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with a…
If this photo isn’t a metaphor for childhood, I don’t know what is. Just look at him, all bundled up cozy and warm and dry in his little bubble of innocence and love, safe and protected from the miserable outside world, and yet curious about what lies beyond at the same time, poking at the raindrops…
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…
I went for another late swim tonight. And a dip in the jacuzzi. And some time on the heated lounge chair. And even stuck my face into the sauna for a minute. Then I took a really long shower. I’m actually about to fall asleep on the couch from all that chilling out. On the…
As a New Englander, I have a little bit of an instinctive condescending reaction to the way the Irish view weather. I have experienced both hurricanes and nor’easters when living in the US, which means I have dealt with rain, wind, and snow. The first two are synonymous with Ireland weather. When it comes to…
This morning was one of those not quite completely miserable but still utterly unpleasant Irish mornings. The temperatures were warm but the drizzle drenched everything without actually forming much in the way of rain drops. Struggling with a rain cover for the stroller, while standing in the rain, is one of those things that can…
The most beautiful part of the autumn (for me, at least) seems to fly by almost instantly in Ireland. Being from the heart of leaf-peeping country in New England, I miss the extended season of the glorious riot of reds and oranges splashed everywhere, lining the highways and surrounding our house. It is true that…
Ever drive past a farm countryside and notice cows all clustered together in one part of the field? Or see them all lying down facing the same direction and wondered what it meant? I’ve heard it said often enough that an experienced farmer in tune with his land and animals can tell the coming weather…
I almost made it home tonight before the rain really started coming down. Almost. The slight drizzle hung around for a while and was easy to ignore, but as I was hurrying home I could tell the rain was picking up. But it was ok, I was only a few minutes away from being home…
I finally have a moment to sit down and write out all the indoor parts of this past Friday, the last full day of our holiday in Doolin As you guys already know, The Mister and I took several hours for just the two of us to drive around the country side. But before that,…
I promised the story of the blanket forts, but unfortunately with all the travel, unpacking, tired post-holiday toddler crank, and all the stuff to do before returning to work tomorrow I simply can’t do it justice today. So have a green photo essay study of rain drops on plants that I took on while on…
The Feathered Rose 