Lip Rouge Galore.....

Lullaby for Baby

Good night sweet baby James. The Sandman has made his visit and you are on your way to dreamland of goodness, innocence and not a care. Comfort and to be satisfied makes you a happy baby. The angels watch over your slumber. The Lord loves you and you know you are loved by all. So sleep tight sweet baby James.

Senior Prom 1960...Oh What A Night!...Frank Where Are You Now..

He saw her.She was sitting three rows in front of him in the same box in the theater. He was completely entranced. He couldn't look anywhere else but at her back. Her beautiful back. She had the skin of a China doll and her posture was perfect sitting in the chaise longue viewing the stage through her opera glasses. In his heart of hearts he was compelled to make her aquaintance. He must! He was so enthralled with her image he took his camera out and took her photograph. The house lights came on and people were suddenly everywhere. As he caught his breath he thought he saw a glimpse of her black lace dress in the crowd. He tried to get closer but sadly lost sight of her. He returned to his box seat and waited. When the opera began again he would not miss his chance. The performance began. She did not return. He realized all he had left was a lasting ethereal dream.

The Shop

Notice the big apothecary jars.

One of many used for essential oils.

With Spring early upon us, my thoughts go back to my trip to Ireland. We visited a wonderful spot of beauty that was unbelievable. Taking a day trip on a very narrow country road in County Clare for miles of lovely scenery we suddenly came to a sharp turn in the road with an arrow sign pointing to The Perfumery. We were all to curious and could not pass that sign. We turned and found ourselves down in a little vale with a luscious smell in the air. A gorgeous flower garden, tea room, perfume factory, and a shop beckoned us to stop. We discovered a fantasy world.The scents of the flowers, butterflies and birds were a sight to behold. We knew fairies were all around but were hiding from us. You can stroll about at your leisure and the peace and tranquility itself was amazing. By the way, for a note of interest, no big tour buses bustling with people and stirring the air with carbon monoxide fumes from the tailpipes are allowed. Too dangerous for the flowers. The Burren Perfumery is situated on the West coast of Ireland and has been a family run business for more than three decades. living and working in the pristine environment of the Burren is a daily reminder of their philosophy which is to create gentle, plant based fragrance and body care products of the highest quality. There were cordial people there to guide you through, answer questions, and of course sell you their wares. We had a fabulous time and could never forget such a great little part of the world. Everyone should definitely add this to their bucket list.

Always remember

God doesn't give you the people you want, he gives you the people you need, to help you, to lead you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be.

Cousins Rambunctious!

They like worms, roly polies, crickets and dirt. Snips and snails and puppy dog tails. Giggles, wiggles, sunshine and bugs. Cookies, candy and all things sweet. There is that special relationship of being a buddy and pal. A lifetime of sharing this special bond. One of trust, love, and friendship forever. But right now, in this time in their lives, it's fun, frolic, fantasy, and fascination of all things real and possible in their world. How wonderful and grand it is to be little boy cousins.

Honorable Expressions

There are many items on a police officers uniform that are interesting and impressive to a civilian. Such things as weapons and tools of the trade to keep law and order and all citizens safe. But I believe the first and most important symbols on that dark navy uniform is a group of color bars pinned on the right shoulder of the shirt. That group of bars represents dedication, courage, and honor. These show real expressions of integrity and good character. We also realize that the officers have earned them and we know we are safely in good hands. The group of bars in this picture belong to my son.

It's A Tuesday Day

As I skip out my front door in my cute little flippy skirt to begin my day, I look around and see green and sunshine everywhere...then I awake and smell the coffee...thank goodness that was a dream this 66 year old grandmother was having. But...on the other hand, it IS a beautiful spring day. No skipping!...No flippy skirt! Darn, that would have been fun...sigh!

An Afternoon Stroll in a Little Irish Village

Ireland has the most delightful little country villages. The locals would probably call them towns. The appeal is so compelling.....like a storybook. Narrow streets and sidewalks, beautiful and colorful buildings and shops. All with a sense of another little world of it's own. Flower boxes in every window.....a little pub/cafe on every block. you can even order take away ...in America . it would be take out. What a pleasurable experience to spend the day. My daughter Mary Lindsey and my niece Jennifer, though younger, enjoyed the culture.

Erin go braugh!

St. Patrick's Day will never mean the same to me after visiting Ireland this past summer. Seeing is believing. It is the most beautiful, serene land one could ever imagine. What makes it more special is to know that my ancestry began there. After spending nine days in this lovely, heavenly corner of the world, I was forever changed. Now, I am consumed in all things Ireland.

What a special day to begin my blog journey. This is a forum where I would like to share my musings and interests. I'm beginning my blog with all things Ireland. Come along and let's discover...

Galway Bay

I love to study history and the cultures of other countries. The most fasinating for me is anything about the Emerald Isle. I have read every book and story I can get my hands on about the Irish. There are so many wonderful historical novels written, published and ready to read. My latest fav is called Galway Bay. it is so real in it's interpretation of the strength a family struggles throughout the potato famine and then having to immigrate to America which was certainly not easy adjusting to this new life in a strange new world.You learn of of the closeness of family keeping their beliefs strong. A lot of Irish language is used along with their true compassion for their heritage. Worthy of reading.

A Rose and a Baby Ruth

Photo via FlickR

A Rose and a Baby Ruth for each and every one of you. The age of innocence. That song from my youth, by George Hamilton IV, evokes memories of simple times, freedom, young love, and the carefree Americana vision of that time period. That song has always represented those things to me. I am a very nostalgic romanticist and I have so many thoughts, ideas, and musings that I can not wait to share with you. Please let me do so!