Tá mé ag déanamh mo dhícheall

Is mise Sisile. Tá mé daichead a hocht mbliana d'aois. Is Pollanach mé. Rugadh agus tógadh i Silesia Íochtarach ach tá mé i mo chónaí cois farraige, cúpla míle ó Dhroichead Áth anois. Is maith liom mo cheantar ach níl mórán áiseanna ann agus tá mo theach an-bheag. Tá sé ciúin agus sábháilte. Is páiste aonair mé ach tá beirt deartháireacha agus deirfiúr amháin ag m'fhear céile. Níl páistí ar bith againn. Tá cat againn, Risteard is ainm dó.

British wildlife photography awards 2023

Here.

Happy birthday, Mr. Montaigne

The godfather of blogging was born on this day (it's not me, it's Maria Popova). When this craziness is over, I will go back (I promise myself) to his Essais, maybe this time in a different language, because why not. I might also read my first MA thesis, just for the craic (oh, my goat!).

The Banshees of Inisherin

 

I was just flabbergasted what a fantastic movie it is.

Allegorical, funny, nostalgic.

Justine

talks about the good books she read in 22.

Mary

Another funeral happened this year. 

I don't know how to explain it (even to myself) that instead of being sad, I'm emotionally distant and sometimes a bit angry. Travelling to my homeland just for two days didn't allow me to settle in this new/old situation. Over a month ago grandma said pa pa, which means bye bye ... was already frail, disappearing from this world bit by bit. Now, she's no more. It's like I expected her to stay forever trapped between existence and non-existence. As always, forever never lasts too long.

Mrs. Potts

Remembering Angela Lansbury.

The Forgotten Disaster of the SS Eastland

 Another fantastic vlog by Ask a Mortician.

Thinking about the past

I was listening to this song a lot while being in Toronto many moons ago. Little did I know, that my then-boyfriend was already planning to dump me (luckily for me). I was also unaware, that I just got a sneak peek at my future life. Living in Ireland, listening to a lot of folk music, having fun with good people, finding traits of Irishness in myself.

      

Thin Lizzy, Whiskey in the Jar.

Petrichor —

(noun), a distinctive scent, usually described as earthy and pleasant, produced when the first rain falls on dry soil.

Headache remedy

The Sun is shining, the day is lovely. What to watch in these circumstances of nature, you may ask (because it's good to ask questions, right?)

Ask a Mortician's vlog Let's Visit the Churches Made of Human Skulls.

Just because.

MIL

It’s an interesting experience to have my MIL here with us. She came in several days ago, and it’s different than I’d expected. She was always imposing her ways on her children, from behaviour, food, religion to random, petty things. She’s on drugs, my husband can be very straightforward. Indeed, her box with prescribed pills and capsules is not tiny. We assume that after the funeral she started taking something to lift her mood, which apparently suits her well. She stopped being meddlesome, labile and shrewish, or at least that’s what we’ve been experiencing this week. We haven’t heard a word about Radio Mary in our house, either. That’s good. Extremely unusual of her, but good. How long can it last? Long, please?

Concecrated

Can you interpret hormonal imbalance or difficulties with social relationships resulting from autistic traits as signs from gods?

What d'you think, Joanna?