All my friends would like to know…how I can sleep so late…well, I have a gene for it…the wine of words is mostly partaken…in the wee hours of the morning…I write alone. ~ Colleen, From The Zen of Winter Poetry, Muses Like Moonlight. The open mic that began as a community outreach effort by the […]
I’m so confident in my Irishness that I went out yesterday wearing purple and completely forgot to post an Irish related entry on my blog or tell an Irish joke to someone. On the other hand… The two posts before St. Patrick’s Day were related to Ireland, and I did go out to eat […]
It was noon when Mara and I set up our makeshift office and scrabble game station in the corner of the Café Del Sol. The last time we played we did so without a net, which meant that neither of us brought a dictionary. On this day, we not only had a dictionary but our […]
1. My current favorite Irish quote is this one: “I have never liked working. To me a job is an invasion of privacy.” – Danny McGoorty 2. This is what I said in a past entry about how my Irish background was a consideration in the conception of this blog: I wasn’t completely aware of […]
I and Pangur my cat… “Tis a like task we are at…Hunting mice is his delight…Hunting words I sit all night. ~ Excerpt from a stanza scribbled into a ninth century Latin manuscript by an Irish scribe. In March everything is turning green and seems to revolve around St. Patrick’s Day. The March issue […]
Welcome home beach bums! ~ email from my friend Kathleen. I recently realized that ocean camping fulfills a lifelong dream of mine. The one in which my girlfriends and I skip school and vow to live on the beach forever. While growing up on the narrow peninsula of Hull, Massachusetts, we built fires with drift […]
AKA: Landing Like a kite swept up in the sea air, I was riding high during the week that my husband and I spent camping along the ocean on Hunting Island, South Carolina. Mid-week, I commented to him how much better I feel at the ocean. No stress. No afternoon naps, almost as if the […]
The hardest part of Guerilla Blogging is finding your cursor when the daylight casts a glare on your computer screen. You’ll need to learn how to balance your lap top while riding a bike, turn your laptop carrying case into a makeshift mouse pad, and be ready to pick up and move at a moment’s […]
Affordable beachfront property, ocean view, easy access to white sandy beach, solar heat source, air conditioned, ample parking, nearby playground, rustic furniture in a driftwood motif. Total package cost (if you can get the present tenets out): PRICELESS Post notes: My husband, Joe, waking up from a nap in the master bedroom and finding me […]
1. Pelicans always look like cartoon characters to me. When they crash down into the water to catch fish, it looks like slapstick. 2. What a world! If spring is taking too long, you can drive south to meet it. Drive a little further and you’ll run into summer. 3. I love the sound a […]
The highlight of the day is the sunset. The day’s events revolve around it. (A pun?) Post Note: My essay about living in Floyd, “Life in the Rural Fast Lane,” originally a blog entry that went on to be published in last year’s Floyd Fest brochure, is set to be aired this Friday on WVTF […]
On the backstreets of downtown Beaufort it’s warm enough to ride my bike without wearing a jacket, and traffic is hushed enough to hear the songs of birds. My bike glides up and down the neighborhood streets with little effort from me, almost as if it was being pushed by the breeze. I crane my […]
