These were taken on the morning of the attack robin. I have been slovenly about getting them up.
This was the other awesome part of my weekend. Eadaoin brought me down to Enniskerry in Co. Wicklow on Saturday to see Powerscourt. As we weren’t in any particular rush, we wandered in and out of shops around the village. The village is a tourist trap that attracts the Bohemian style of vendor. The dozen […]
Blame my dad, but I find it hard to look up to someone. Hero-worship is anathema to me, because I’ve seen all the nasty parts of our heros up close and personal. We either idolize entertainers, the wealthy, truly deplorable monsters or vainglorious assholes. Sometimes there’s a perfect storm of abomination when we pick out […]
I want to believe that the robin was breaking the cycle.