Curiosity

Curiosity may have killed the cat
and satisfaction brought her back
but curiosity is not a lesson learned
once ignited you can't stop the burn
the flame gets larger, greater, brighter
the burning question needs to be satisfied
The sad truth is that curiosity is infinite
and cats have just nine lives

Sunday Scribblings

Harvest

Pumpkins potatoes
harvested in wicker with
cucumbers tomatoes

Sunday Scribblings

Sunday Scribblings...Treatment

How faeries treat death:

with soap bubbles
daisies
blue ribbons
feathers
white linen
bells
lavender
roses
rain
puddles
and mud.

Sunday Scribblings

Sunday Scribblings...Dangerous

It's dangerous to walk the cliffs

Humans just can't fly

Step back and remember this

If you slip, you die

Sunday Scribblings

Sunday Scribblings...The Ideal View

The view from every room in our house is fairly ugly. There is no one lovely view, and even just an okay view in some rooms would be nice, but alas, our house is situated where it is, and I'm not complaining, only...

The ideal view would go like this...

From the door into the room you can see the window. It is medium-sized with a diamond lattice. Just to the right of it is a little Dutch door that leads to an iron balcony. From the balcony, the landscape rolls to the sea. Across the bay there are cliffs and cool blue mountains. Turning to the left, there are green hills not too far in the distance. To the right the grass keeps rolling and dipping shallowly until the horizon ends...

This isn't very different from the view you can see when you are closer to Galway Bay. It is the view we might have if we lived farther to the west and closer to the shore. It is imaginary though, as geographically it is unsound.