Saturday, 26 January 2013


So this is it. 365 photos/youtubes/videos. Fin.

I can't say there's any feeling of fanfare or accomplishment... more of relief, I suppose.

I'm not sure what I expected to gain from this project, to be honest. I never quite got the hang of it. And by the end it was more... forced than anything. It wasn't as much a labour of love as much as it was just laboured. I did, however, finish it. There's no way I could live with myself with this hanging over my head.

But I did often find myself loving it. Most of the time I did love writing and sharing and thinking out loud. Maybe that's enough.

I leave you with a few of the things I love. Farewell.


#05, #04, #03, #02

So, I had a look at the number of posts I had so far, and I'm not sure I know how to count, because I'm at 363 right (woo hoo!!) so I'm going to give you a whole whack of photos, but they're mostly bonus photos. Plus they're of people I love, which makes them extra special.

I am the luckiest girl.


Look at how tiny that amp is... works just fine, though :)

Friday, 25 January 2013


Alright. It may or may not look as if I'm trying to fill space. Because even though I've only seven more posts (yayyyyy), I may or may not be running out of photos (I'm saving a few good ones for later).

That aside, oh my goodness, I want one please and thank youuuu


That's my city!!

*note: I did not take this photo. It is taken from space. :) 
Cred goes to Col. Chris Hadfield, Canadian astronaut, currently living in the ISS (coolest postcode ever). Check out his tumblr, it's awesome. 


I wish that life constantly looked this hazy and golden.

Except perhaps when I'm reading a book. It could be nice and sharp then.




This is feels as homely as my own by now.

I can't wait for the summer, and the sun gliding for the adjoining fields that glint through the windows, pouring into the reading corner and across my imagination.


Nathan Phillips Square on a weekday afternoon. What a perfect day. I was surprised by how busy the square was for the time of week, but the more the merrier, it seemed. This proceeded a trip to St. Lawrence Market and The Davsters' first ever peameal sambo. Like I said. Perfect day.

Plus, the Davsters didn't even fall even once... and more amazingly, neither did I :)


I love this city. There is something cool in every corner of every corner.

PLUS when was the last time I saw a Bell phonebooth? I don't even remember.


Don't ever get in the way of the Red Rocket. You'll never win.


Ah, Fantasy of Lights. What a perfect way to freeze your tootsies off on a chilly December evening.

I remember the first year for the Fantasy... fifteen modest little displays and a -30 degree walking tour of the park. The loveliest agony I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing. And now here we are -- five years later, 50+ displays and the best cause you could think of (it's for the children, people!)


There's something intriguing in a new perspective.


You can never be too careful...


Snow is miserable until the sun comes out and turns it into diamonds.


Mothers Undercover.


Supermac's. The Wendy's of Ireland.

Sigh... I want to like it. I do. I love the idea of Supermac's. I love Galway after a night out in the Supermac's. I love sitting in the Supermac's on O'Connell Street and getting carried out by security guards for a having a water fight.

... but I think I'm more in love with the idea of Supermac's than the greasy, salty, stodgy reality. Well, unless I have a few gin and tonics in me ;)


Good band, better video. :)

Thursday, 24 January 2013


Ah, my favourite family tradition.

Every year we get a puzzle for Christmas and it's not allowed to go away until it's finished. I got home five days after Christmas, and it was already finished (sad face). So I just made everyone dismantle it and put it back together again.

I'll tell you, the only thing more thrilling than putting together a puzzle is putting it together twice in one week. We're crazy like that.

Wednesday, 23 January 2013


How do people go through their lives without The Princess Bride?



He's just a genius. Pure, odd, strange, subtle, beautiful genius.

Monday, 21 January 2013


I have no idea why I took this photo. They are fantastically spooky, though.


Why does the coast look so beautiful, even in the grey?

...especially in the grey.


He does make Christmas shopping awfully easy...


haha, into the twenties!

Ah, there's nothing like a good fire and a (beautifully made) hot whiskey to make you feel half-human when you're sick.


Every. Morning. I keep waiting to get tired of the view but it's jut not happening.

I spent those three weeks in the car trying to convince one of the actors that being a morning person has its perks. I don't think I quite convinced him, but he did begin to stay awake during each morning's car ride just long enough to watch the sunrise...


See what I mean?


Spent most of December hauling myself out of bed and into the baltic morning air to drive to the end of the country and back again.

The plus side? The clarity in a morning just as the sun is waking takes my breath away. And just for those few moments, as everyone in the back seat of the car drifts back off into dreamless sleep, all of my problems seem to solve themselves and my mind rests.

That daily serenity is worth the agony of crawling out of bed at four a.m.


Saw this in the pub. Apparently my family makes fatal-disease-causing cigarettes. But hey, at least we're number one (that's what that means, right?)


Ok, last google shot I swear.


Google, you're the coolest.


See? Another one. This one was AWESOME because it was interactive. YOU COULD MAKE MUSIC. The only problem with these is they only last for 24 hours.

Maybe that's why I screen-shot them. Some kind of desire to attempt to preserve something I wish I could keep in my life forever.

Or maybe I'm a google-hoarder. That might be more likely.


I just realized I have a bunch of google home page thingies screen shots sitting on my desktop.

I think I just found my next blog idea...


There's nothing like stumbling upon a toy soldier factory half way up a mountain. Best. Day. Ever.

(it took all my self control not to spend 100 quid on a Hobbit-toy-making-kit. IT HAD ALL THE HOBBITS!)

Wednesday, 16 January 2013


I've stopped having witty, poignant things to say about the blur of photos that are passing before my eyes (hard to believe I know, me being the delightfully natural wit that I am) so I'll leave you for tonight with these. Stars.


Oh, it suits him.


He's an old man now :)

... but white cake filled with lemon curd and chantilly iced with lemon buttercream makes the aging process a little bit easier, I hear.