Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Leanan sídhe

A fairy that takes the human form of a beautiful woman. Romance with a fairy may be fatal.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011


"Wisdom gives not only light to know the truth, buy also a remarkable power to impart if to others."

St. Louis-Marie DeMonfort

e.e. cummings - flotsam and jetsam

flotsam and jetsam
are gentlemen poeds
urseappeal netsam
our spinsters and coeds)

thoroughly bretish
they scout the inhuman
itarian fetish
that man isn't wuman

vive the millenni
um three cheers for labor
give all things to enni
one bugger thy nabor

(neck and senecktie
are gentlemen ppoyds
even whose recktie
are covered by lloyd's

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

the deer family

You'll see the whole bunch in the apple orchard this time of year...antler's and all.

Monday, November 21, 2011

november wildflowers

Found below the frost line for sure!

Friday, November 18, 2011

november facts

1. November is one of 4 months in the Gregorian Calendar that has 30 days
2. November comes from the Latin word root “novem”, which means nine. It was originally the 9th month in the Roman Calendar.
3. In Finland they call November “marraskuu” which translates as “month of the dead”
4. November is National Beard Month
5. John Kennedy was assassinated
7. U S President Abraham Lincoln gave a famous speech in November 1863 that became known as The Gettysburg Address
8. The infamous Berlin Wall began to come down on November 9, 1989
9. The flower that represents November is the Chrysanthemum.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

jack Frost


A pretty brook was running at play
With little Jack Frost on a cold winter's day.
It stopped to rest at the foot of a hill
Making a pond all quiet and still.
"Aha!" said Jack Frost, "Now isn't that nice?"
And quickly he turned the water to ice.

Author Unknown

jpr: The native american's refer to jack frost as the old man that brings winter. His arrival is always a surprize.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011


Saw me four rainbows in a row up in the Manoa Valley in Hawaii, but the brighest rainbow seen was over the Mongahela river in Pittsburgh.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

lena headey

300 Spartans and Lena with a few obvious tattoo's.

Friday, November 11, 2011

EPL news flash

Several distinguished EPL'ers have concluded that the works of Shakespeare were penned by the Mrs while William filled tankers of ale in the nearby tavern, "Hogs Hole". These fine fellows are living up to EPL's motto "Knowledge through invention"!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Reflections on being blessed with a new sibling at age 39

Mixed with all of the happiness, joy, and love is an odd feeling that comes from being able to objectively watch your parent in the act of parenting someone else. I sometimes find myself trying to remember what he was like when I was a little kid - comparing this new reality with all of my memories. Seeing him this weekend, still recovering from back surgery, in obvious pain, walking with difficulty, a slow feeling of sadness came to me. Not just that he was having a hard time, but that this energetic little brother of mine could not enjoy him at his prime. For my father was the tallest man that most of my friends had ever seen, he ducked under doorways and grazed ceilings with his head. When the conversation on the playground turned to who's dad could beat up who's dad, no one ever questioned who would be at the top of the heap. I danced with him by standing on his feet. I could grab his hands, climb up his legs, and flip over, "skinning the cat." He made his bed an island and he would lift and dangle us over the edge, threatening to drop us into the "boiling oil" (pronounced "boilin' erl"). We had endless wars with rolled up newspapers as weapons. He would chase us with each pointer finger extended yelling "two finger killer karate!", tickling us until we collapsed laughing so hard we could barely breathe. As I think of all of these memories, I can't help wishing for my brother that he could experience this part of our father.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011


jpr: This image recalls the mixed scent of Cheerio cereal with morning newspapers. Oh yah...where's my cup of hot coco?

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Irish blessings and curses:

A Celtic tradition which survived long into Christian times was the belief in blessings and curses. There are ancient stones, called bullaun stones, which were believed to lend power to a blessing or a curse - if the person saying the words was touching a bullaun stone at the time, their words were thought to come true. With the coming of Christianity to the island, the tradition of curses gradually dropped away due to its potential to be associated with black magic, but the tradition of Celtic blessings continued in Christianized form and has produced many beautiful blessing-prayers.

Monday, November 7, 2011

some Irish

May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.

An old Irish recipe for longevity:
Leave the table hungry.
Leave the bed sleepy.
Leave the table thirsty.

Moderation is a fatal thing-- nothing succeeds like excess.
--Oscar Wilde

May the blessings of each day
Be the blessings you need most.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Wisdom 6: 12 - 16

Wisdom is radiant and unfading, and she is easily discerned by those who love her, and is found by those who seek her.
She hastens to make herself known to those who desire her.
He who rises early to seek her will have no difficulty, for he will find her sitting at his gates.
To fix one's thought on her is perfect understanding, and he who is vigilant on her account will soon be free from care,
because she goes about seeking those worthy of her, and she graciously appears to them in their paths, and meets them in every thought.

Mother Seaton

"This union of my soul with God is my wealth in poverty and joy in deepest afflictions."

Saturday, November 5, 2011

"The Book of Cells"

In the 1920’s in Mountjoy Prison in Dublin a diary was kept for the last words of condemned Irish republican prisoners

The words of Liam Mellows, written Dec. 8, 1922, the day Mellows was executed by firing squad with three others: "God bless you boys and may he give you courage, fortitude and wisdom to suffer and endure all for Ireland's sake."
Patrick Hennessey wrote on Sept. 1, 1923: " ... I am leaving my cigarettes to be divided among the Clare section ... a cigarette to each one will go a long way. I forgive my enemies ... from the bottom of my heart. ..."

Friday, November 4, 2011

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Irish humor

Charles P. (Harlem) Gallagher was in a pub in Charlevoix, Mich. some years ago. A fella down the bar leaned over and said, "Hey, Gallagher, what's the population of Beaver Island?" Charlie leaned out and said, "Oh, mostly beech and maple".! True story!!

Padraic Flaherty came home drunk every evening toward ten. Now, the Missus was never too happy about it, either. So one night sh hides in the cemetery and figures to scare the beejeezus out of him. As poor Pat wanders by, up from behind a tombstone she jumps in a red devil costume screaming, "Padraic Sean Flaherty, sure and ya' don't give up you're drinkin' and it's to Hell I'll take ye'". Pat, undaunted, staggered back and demanded, "Who the hell ARE you?". Too that the Missus replied, "I'm the divil ya' damned old fool". To which Flaherty remarked, "Damned glad to meet you sir, I'm married to yer sister."

Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place. Looking up to heaven he said, "Lord take pity on me. If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up Irish Whiskey"
Miraculously, a parking place appeared. Paddy looked up again and said, "Never mind, I found one."

bits of humor

Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.

I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather.. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.

We live in a society where pizza gets to your house before the police.

The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

Why do Americans choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?