North Carolina on the fly.
Daily Diversion #65: North Carolina on the Fly
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I Think I Probably Miss Them More Than They Miss Me
I am a bad, bad pet parent. First, I took their dignity and now I’m posting the evidence for all the world to see. Methinks they are happy I left on holiday yesterday morning.
Crosley is not amused.
Don’t let this sweet pose fool you. He shook off the offending cat ears a second or two later.
Daily Diversion #64: Tennessee Snapshot
Our sights set on North Carolina, we flew through the autumnal delight that is Tennessee in early November.
Halloween is My Favourite Holiday
Halloween is not my favourite holiday because of its free pass to dress up in a ridiculous or obscure costume, drink wildly, and eat too much cheap drugstore candy (I’m looking at you, candy corn). No, Halloween is my favourite holiday because it marks the birthday of the smartest, funniest, sweetest, sexiest man I know. My husband. Lest he think that an alien has taken up residence in my brain, I will leave it at this: he is awesome, he is mine, and I love him. Oh, dear readers, how I love him!
Engagement Pic by David Ames, November 2010. “At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.”-Plato
Daily Diversion #63: River City, River Song
The perks to living in a river city are largely ones of aesthetics and mood and philosophy. Ambiance, if you will. Attitude. State of mind. Peace of mind. The advantages aren’t material; they’re bigger than that. More vital. Rivers are wise, yet fierce. Their beauty is quiet and chaotic, changing pace quicker than a hummingbird’s tissue-thin wings. Rivers remind me of nineteenth century English literature, or of the early twentieth century’s John Cowper Powys. Romantic, desolate, abiding. Cosmic. Or, in the words of Herman Hesse: “The river is everywhere.”
Daily Diversion #62: Ghost Writer
Ghost Writer
Daily Diversion #61: Dublin Writers Postcard
If I was pressed to make a list of my favourite writers, several from Dublin would make the cut. One would also fill the top spot. Guess who?
Dublin Writers Postcard. Top, left to right: Shaw, Yeats. Bottom, left to right: Joyce, Beckett. Artwork by Paula Pohli.
Daily Diversion #60: Someone to Watch Over Me
My favourite writer, trapped in a bookmark, keeps watch over me as I work at the laptop in my studio.
“When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth.”-George Bernard Shaw
Daily Diversion #59: Bouillabaisse
I don’t spend all of my waking time writing. I occasionally take time off to eat. The evidence is below.
“So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.”-Franz Kafka
Daily Diversion #58: Suffragette City
My mom sent me this reproduction postcard from England. The original is from c1910.
The text on the reverse side reads: The suffragette movement swung into action with police and hardy women coming face to face.
“Coolest f-word ever deserves a fucking shout! I mean, why can’t all decent men and women call themselves feminists? Out of respect for those who fought for this.”-Ani DiFranco
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