Ocean

The farmette has many trees. On balance, that's a good thing. Shade. A feeling of privacy. Spring buds, autumn colors. (For my b...

We continue to wage war even when we know the chance of victory is slim. The enemy isn't necessarily stronger than we are, but it is re...

Breakfast, in the beauty of the windowed kitchen. Outside -- it's raining again. I was chatting with a physician abo...

Are we at the point in Fall where the good weeks are behind us and the bare trees and cold winds begin to drive us nuts? I don't thin...

It's funny to wake up at home to what I would regard as quintessentially Irish weather: misty rain, cool breezes - the kind that make t...

At the AirBnB in Bray, my host, Gary left a book of poetry by my bed. I read it and pick one that is closest to the state of my soul right ...

I'm traveling again and so my posting is disrupted. I'll just put up three photos from today: From the morning: From the af...