Dolphin Mothers need Help Too

Day 16 of 31Has our modern world, made parenting that little bit harder?Maybe the old saying "it takes a village to raise a child" still reigns true.However in our western world where we strive for more. Jobs, mortgages and life somehow overtake. Many of us live away from extended family or do not have family... Continue Reading →

A Trip to the Moon

A trip to the moon in Papa's rocket. Childhood memories of adventure and mystery flood back. A New generation following our path.  A swing to delight, children and adults alike. In a tall tree from a warmer land. Twenty five years of growth, finally surrendering to perpetual Irish dampness. Some precious time with a fairy... Continue Reading →

Mothers catch up

Glorious luxury of sleeping in. Awake to smiles and squeals of delight. Time with a dear friend and a spirited sister. Dog barking, babies crying, needing love from their distracted mothers .Time to chat has changed. Strong personalities overpower, retreat, listen. Till next time sweet mama and beautiful boy. Conflict brews, insecurities exposed. Is honesty the... Continue Reading →

Mountain rain

Rain covers an ever changing mountain face. A change of mood cast upon the land. A trip to a country town. A land of miniatures to be sure. Tiny houses and giant sheep in fields of green. A little boy wearing socks on his hands, why protest, just let him be. A warm kiss farewell... Continue Reading →

The Kings Seat

A picnic for the hordes. A grass table under a sky-scraping tree. Children play amongst the green hills, tempted to places of danger. Laughing contagious, food devoured, toddlers disobey. A visit to an elf house. Hobbit's feel at home. A peer through a glass pavilion with a story to tell.  Energetic cousins rest on a bench... Continue Reading →

A Close Encounter

Sunday, 21 July 2013 Swept off in a carriage with a faulty door and a charming coachman. Babes in tow, a trip to the big smoke. Relax, in an oasis in the concrete. A close encounter with nature that has had to adapt. Baby gurgling, boy laughing in the shade of the hot Irish sun.!!!! Gourmet... Continue Reading →

Woodstock

Monday, 15 July 2013 Waking up to a cranky boy in need of a good run. Expend that boundless energy. A quick picnic is packed, sisters asked, both decline recovering from a 40th blowout. Car is loaded with boys and equipment. Taking off feeling melancholic and frustrated. Drive the windy country roads slow down for... Continue Reading →

A lazy day

  Awakened by soft tickles from little hands. A lazy day, pyjamas until midday. A visit from a younger sister, boy whisked away. Time alone with sleeping babe. Quiet. Return of a soaked and dirty happy boy. Invite for dinner. Mamo comes home a friend in tow. Dinner a success boys become a mess. Sisters gather children chatter.... Continue Reading →

The simple things

Tuesday, 16 July 2013 A walk by the river Barrow with baby boy in sling and the little boy holding Mamo's hand. Stone throwing, simple entertainment for a busy boy. Songs cuddles and kisses with littlest one. A near miss with a big truck, jelly legs and beating heart. Dinner and catch up with eldest... Continue Reading →

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