Wes Hal & Wassail |
Sharing a Yule Toast with you all. Wassail is an old-fashioned after-dinner drink and toast. As I heard it, Wassail received it's name through the happy slur of calling out the oltoast, Wes Hal. W...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 08:48:00 GMT |
What did I do? |
Shutter, Shutter
I have given myself a real test. I sent a book to a publisher and it is sitting on a editors desk.
Shutter, Shutter
I have located nerves that I didn't know I have both of good and o...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Nov 2008 20:59:00 GMT |
Hill of Tara / M3 motorway |
This is wrong!!!!!
Celtic Tiger threatens 'very soul of historic Ireland'MITCH POTTER - TORONTO STAR Europe Bureau - Oct 07, 2008
HILL OF TARA, IrelandIt is a battle worthy of the old Irish le...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 19:45:00 GMT |
Tara: Voices from Our Past ~ a recent discovery |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BlJDtU1XZg
Please save Tara. I have some link on another post
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 13:08:00 GMT |
Poets Corner |
The Autumn by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Go, sit upon the lofty hill,And turn your eyes around,Where waving woods and waters wildDo hymn an autumn sound.The summer sun is faint on them --The summer fl...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 21:54:00 GMT |
For moms only! HaHaHa |
With a 1½ year old who has never slept in his own bed, My hubby and I felt we'd end up acting more like a sister and brother rather then a Man and Lady. Now finally, after all of our complaints ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 21:06:00 GMT |
LOREENA MCKENNITT THE MUMMERS' DANCE & a poem of what I feel... |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0B7sH5QLyXY
I hear the whisper, the soft flow of a voice moving through and around this vessel I sail. I feel the calm; the peaceful giggles of the nearest spi...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 16:00:00 GMT |
Just to share |
Just to share some joy. A friend of mine was having a difficult time coming off sleeping aid prescription drugs after a long term medical injury. This person had been off the drugs for 6 months...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 10:16:00 GMT |
First Canto of Lady of the Lake |
Just to share the beginning of a moving tale.
THE LADY OF THE LAKE.
The Chase.
Harp of the North! that mouldering long hast hungOn the witch-elm that shades Saint Fillan's springAnd down the fi...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 16:35:00 GMT |
Poets Corner - The Old Goodies |
I sat within a window, looking west,
On a fair autumn eve; the forest leaves
Moved o'er a fiery sunset, vision blest
After the day of storm and rainy eaves.
While thus I glazed, I heard a sweet voice...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 16:21:00 GMT |
