Dublin cat – Quasi? Slinki?
My Dublin cats are receding in time. I can no longer remember which cat this was! But I loved each one!
Dublin cat – Quasi? Slinki?
My Dublin cats are receding in time. I can no longer remember which cat this was! But I loved each one!
Dinner at The Horseman, Karen, Nairobi Kenya, 1991
A festive meal with my son and his girl friend
Serenity
I have had this tattered old postcard sitting on my desk for a while. Why? Just because. And the more I look at it, the more pleasure it gives me. She looks so serene. Has she lived a good life? Does she have any regrets? Is she ready to accept whatever lies ahead?
I recently unearthed these black and white photos. This was a major production at the time – early 1980’s. The drama and music teacher at the American International School was excellent at coaching these 7th and 8th graders and the results were excellent. Fun for the whole community!
Gnu
Henrey Bradley recently shared on Quora the remarkable tale of Sir John Chandos who rose from obscurity to become a hero of the Hundred Years War and a knight distinct from all others.
Born to a family of small nobility in Derbyshire, Chandos, from a young age, honed his combat skills and military knowledge to an exceptional level. As the Hundred Years War broke out, Chandos, still a young man, joined King Edward III’s defense campaign as an adventurer.
His military aptitude was evident during the Siege of Cambrai in 1339, where he bested a French knight in single combat and led a small troop of warriors to thwart an enemy attack. Word of his martial prowess spread and Chandos was soon knighted. This event marked the onset of an extraordinary military journey that lasted the initial three decades of the Hundred Years War.
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Some Keep the Sabbath going to Church
I keep it, staying at Home
With a Bobolink for a Chorister
And an Orchard, for a Dome
Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice
I, just wear my Wings
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,
Our little Sexton – sings.
And the sermon is never long,
So instead of getting to Heaven, at last
I’m going, all along.
God preaches, a noted Clergyman
— Emily Dickinson, “Some keep the Sabbath going to church,” The Poems of Emily Dickinson Edited by R. W. Franklin(Harvard University Press, 1999
chorister, n.
A member of a choir of singers. Of a church choir; now spec. a choirboy. Also: a choir-leader (U.S.).
This post was inspired by Mrs. WC’s collection of this Emily Dickinson poem, one of at least three in which Dickinson praises the bobolink and its song.
La Jolla California, February 2003
Photo by my sister Ruth
At the “farm” in Milford New Hampshire
This is a family photo, found in my “collection”. Laurie and Leslie and Charlie and 2 horses. I am not sure who owned the horses – a neighbor? The photo is dated 3/1603 – in my sister Ruth’s handwriting.
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