Does this make you think you think of a possible poem?
It’s a yellow door in Dun Laoghaire Dublin Ireland.
Does this make you think you think of a possible poem?
It’s a yellow door in Dun Laoghaire Dublin Ireland.

That gray dot in the upper part of the photo is a baby squirrel which I saw yesterday. It scampered up a nearby tree before I could get any closer.
"Greatest Generation" Life Lessons
(1) Elijah Guion, Sr.; (2) Elijah Guion, Jr.; (3) Alfred Beck Guion; (4) Alfred Duryee Guion; (5) Alfred Peabody Guion; (6) Judith Anne Guion
Elijah Guion, son of John Guion, was born in Rye, New York but eventually became a resident of New York City and until 1838 lived at 542 Broadway, near Prince Street, when that region was open country. His residence stood just below the site was occupied by Niblus Garden and later by the Metropolitan Hotel.
Elijah Guion learned the trade of house joiner and carpenter and in that capacity spent some time in the West Indies. When about 22 years old he then engaged in the grocery business in New York City. He was married to Elizabeth Marshall by the Rev. Dr. Pilmon, May 10, 1798 in New York City where they afterward lived. In about 1810 or 1811 he carried on a block and pump-making…
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The clarinet section of the school orchestra
After having seen Mother Brown we are going to walk straight to the place she is looking at – the Curraghmore House.
This July I visited Curraghmore House hoping to see a portrait of Lady Florence. Unfortunately they don’t have her portraits in the house. Otherwise, it was an amazing visit. If you go to Ireland, make sure you contact the tour guides and book yourself a €15 tour of the main reception rooms, Shell House and the garden. I promise you, it will be the highlight of your visit.
I do my best to remember everything that our guide is telling. Photography is not allowed in the House, and for the same reason I can not give you a detailed account on what I have seen, but I still can share some stories. Like the story of the Stag and the Dragon.
Curraghmore House was built by the…
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Last weekend I went for a walk along the river Clodiagh in the Curraghmore estate to take pictures for this blog dedicated to the last butler of Curraghmore and his lovely wife who finally retired and left for Portugal this summer.
Who says you cannot change your career and your whole life at the age of 50+? “Born and raised” in Transvaal, South Africa”, Basil Croeser moved to Ireland in 1998 and got a job as butler to 8th Marquess of Waterford. Good old times when the notorious “work experience” was not required: there were no butlers in South Africa, not at that time anyway.
Basil served as butler for 12 years. Some of his duties included “seeing to His Lordship’s general well being; preparing and serving light meals; maintaining stock and equipment; maintaining and winding 17 antique clocks”. When His Lordship’s health started to deteriorate, Basil retired from his…
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Interesting post. But no mention of Bangladesh or Kenya

A postcard of the Central Post Office, Bombay India
This card was posted from Port Said to Belfast Ireland – must have been before 1920

Postcard from Fiji
The leaves were falling and the little brown birds were hatter away and fling from branch to branch. Quite a noisy display but all too quick for my simple camera/phone.
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