Sunday one liners ~ 8

You have to seize the opportunity of a lifetime in the lifetime of the opportunity!

Still making the most of what is left!

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Ducks

The clouds parted, the sun appeared
with a skirt of blue skies, my heart was cheered.

Time to wrap up, at just three degrees.
I quick stepped down the hill bending my knees.

My few little errands were soon in the bag,
Time to circle round and home by the park,

These guys came running chattering their news,
Being careful to keep off my shoes.

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River Liffey with Upper Ormond Quay on the right

While walking along the North Quays of the River Liffey on a bright sunny summer morning, I was stopped in my tracks by the colours in the peeling paint of the panels on the disused shop front.

I love old layers of peeling paint. The colours and texture are a work of art in themselves.

Colourful layers of peeling paint

It was only when I had my fill of texture that I looked up for a shop name.

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It was clearer on the side of the building, round the corner on Arran Street East.

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Sauntering

through the past few days:

just a shadow of myself in low sunshine

Golden carpet

In the shadows

Listen to the silence

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quiet path home

I hope you enjoyed walking along with me. You can click to enlarge any of the photos

Con Houlihan

Con Houlihan

Con Houlihan ~ Bronze
Sculptor ~ Unknown to me.

Con Houlihan was one of Ireland’s premier sportswriters. He was often described as ‘writer, journalist, philosopher, raconteur, Gaelic scholar and gentleman, he entertained his readers with some fantastic writing.

Con looks like a man with a thirst!

This sculpture was erected in the vestibule of The Bank Bar & Restaurant on College Green, in Dublin.

Bank Bar & Restaurant

In a brief eulogy at the end of the funeral service, Ray Hennessy, a friend of the journalist, described Con Houlihan (1925 – 2012) as:

A sculptor of language” who was “sensitive, compassionate, humourous, sometimes extremely funny, courteous, with perfect manners.”

He recalled a comment he made when unable to locate a book of poetry by Gerald Manley Hopkins after a cleaning lady had done her work, “you know, if that woman worked in Trinity College she’d throw out the Book of Kells”.

On another occasion, when Kerry unexpectedly beat Dublin in football he was asked how his friend Harriet, a dedicated Dublin supporter, was taking it, “Con replied ‘House private. No flowers’.”

There was no signature or sculptor’s name on the work and I have been unsuccessful in my search for further information.

What next?

I finally finished my Saturday series of photographing the alphabet. What next?

Change is all around me:
• The seasons are changing. Autumn colours and rustling leaves are all around
• Temperatures dropping with a definite ‘Brrr!’ to the air.
• Soon it will be time to turn back the clocks, leaving us with fewer hours of daylight.

Autumn Lace

Maybe it is a hidden message… To make changes…….

Shuffle the furniture.
Finish the started projects.
Find a new challenge.
Join a nunnery.
Give up blogging.
Close the front door and become a nomad.

Autumn Glory

Any other suggestions?

Old Oak

Old Oak

Old Oak ~ Bronze
Sculptor ~ Michael McWilliams

I found this piece last July, as I wandered through the Westbury Mall adjacent to the Westbury Hotel, just off Grafton Street in Dublin.

Michael McWilliams was born and educated in Dublin. He has been working as a professional artist for 30 years. He works from his studio on the foothills of the Dublin Mountains.

While his main interest is landscape painting, using a palette of tones and hues inspired by nature, he also works with bronze focusing mainly on the human form.

His works are in various corporate and private collections in Ireland and abroad.

Photographing the Alphabet ~ Z

Z ~ Zucchini

Now I wonder what I can do with these today?

Stuffed them, bake them, or try to make a cake with them?

Time for a cup of coffee with my thinking cap on!

The Onion Seller

The Onion Seller

The Onion Seller ~ Bronze
Sculptor ~ Séamus Murphy (1907-1975)

This is a monument to the women dealers in the Coal Quay, Cork City Open Market.

It was erected on February 27th 1986 and unveiled on February 28th 1986 by the Lord Mayor, Alderman Dan Wallace TD as a gift to the City of Cork to commemorate Cork 800 by Sunbeam Wolsey PLC.

Séamus Murphy was born at Greenhill, Burnfort, Mallow, Co Cork.

Photographing the Alphabet ~ Y

Y ~ Yellow

Daffodils in Springtime

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze……
~ Daffodils by William Wordsworth

Dandelions & daisies

What I need is the dandelion in the spring.
The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction.
The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses.
That it can be good again.
~ Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins.