….is gonna be alright. Sometimes my dreams of the night before put me into a fretful waking up feeling…has that ever happened to you? So watching God’s beautiful ocean and listening to the sounds of the waves drowning out all other things is just the prescription. Listen, pray, breathe, relax…every little thing is gonna be alright. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
“Window”
Upward, soaring ever higher
My soul wants to fly
Closer, closer to the One
Who makes all things right
Looking, seeing all that is
But loving irregardless
That’s the One I need to clean
This window, this soul, this life
c2014 Lisa Lyons
Do you remember this? Flying higher and higher on your swing until you felt like you were a bird or Peter Pan or some other invincible flying object? The best of times, for me as a child, was swinging on my swing.
May your weekend be filled with invigorating breezes, sun on your face, and a smile in your heart. Fly. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
The sheep post yesterday has put me in a mind to discuss a further aspect of farm animals, purely from a non-farm girl perspective. Cows are big. And you don’t really realize that until you are face to face with one, or surrounded by a traveling pack of them in your subcompact car on an astonishingly narrow Irish road. If one of these bovines had decided to take a sit down on our hood, it would have been all over for the poor little car. 😉 Luckily, greener pastures were calling, and their hooves kept on moving.
Moral of the story? If you run into a farm animal today, take a picture. Start a blog. You never know. haha Slainte, Lisa
P.S. For those of you on the edge of their seats to hear how the sheep contest turned out, the climbing sheep of Carrantuohill and the grazing sheep of Dingle are in a dead heat tie. Please vote to put an end to this madness once and for all!
It has been far too long since I have had a sheep post, and I will now rectify that situation forthwith! For your viewing and voting pleasure, I present three sheep pictures. Please vote for your favorite in the comments section below. Of course, I know that some of you will vote based on scenic value, and others will vote purely for the look of the sheep, but that’s ok. I’m no scientist. 😉 I will now let the sheep speak for themselves, and may the best sheep win! Slainte, Lisa
The Climbing Sheep of Carrantuohill
The Grazing Sheep of Dingle
Sheep on the edge of Valentia Island
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