Butterscotch Cows

It's been some weekend! On Friday I took the bus up to Port Laoise for a photo course with my gang. On the way up I saw a rainbow and a field of butterscotch colored cows. Tonight, on the way back down we passed two rainbows, a misty mountain range, and a solitary black sheep in a field of fluffy white sheep.

As I sat on the bus, it occurred to me that in surviving this depression I have been given a second chance, a gift if you will of these next 40 years. I made a promise to myself to not drift along but to make them good years. Tonight I share this commitment to life, to butterscotch cows, to my friends and family, to my art, and to the truth, with you.

Gouganbarra (2008)

Moving!

Okay folks, I have decided. I'm moving back to Toronto and the plane ticket is bought!

I fly into Montreal and head to QC first for a delicious week with Andrea, and then will make my way south.... via Ottawa arriving in Toronto at the end of August.

I'm looking for a place to sublet so keep your eyes and ears open! It's gonna be a shock going from my 300+ year old cottage into the hustle bustle but I'm looking forward to getting back into city life again.

See y'all soon!

Versailles (2007)

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late november afternoons
on the twelfth floor
saturdays will always taste
like tobacco. smell of
floor polish. bonfires

she spends hours
opening and closing the drawers
the dust rests on the glass case
like the lake
after a brief snow

some girls, they fight
hearts pounding
they dream mexico,
oranges, azure waters.
oak trees

other girls
lay down in warm wax
& holding their breath
they wait
wait for the pins

schiphol airport, amsterdam (2007)

the sweet air

Photo by singlefin

i am walking back from the pub. it's 12:30 am. there are no streetlights on the island, so i'm navigating by moonlight. the stars are out and the air is sweet, so sweet. all is well with the world. all is well in my heart. frank tells me that a weekend on cape clear is better than anything a psychiatrist can offer. i agree.