Ed waits in the cave at Ballintoy, to be discovered. We all are waiting for something he thought, some fame, some love, some enlightenment.
Ed’s view of the sea from the cave.
Ed, the new “worrier” character in Game of Thrones yet to be discovered in the cave at Ballintoy, Ireland. He hopes to be king of Iron Island one day. In the mean time he will enjoy the view.
Mr T Spade has settled in Moyhu after two days on the Great Victorian Bike Ride. he had found his home and here he felt as Lord Byron did in 1817.
So we’ll go no more a roving So late into the night, though the heart be still as loving And the moon be still as bright For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, yet we’ll go no more a roving By the light of the moon.
Sometimes attitude is just what is needed and that is what “Discovery” thought when she went to the protest about the treatment of Refugees in Australia at Canberra.
She was also thinking of attending the Climate Change Rally!
“We are all so different and yet we are all friends”, Wrinkles ponders this thought with Discovery and Greedy.
“Fils” is in Quebec and he has a feeling he is related to Royalty. Funny that most people feel in their past lives they were famous.
We planned to climb the big ridge however in the morning at sunrise we only managed the smaller ridge.
Sometimes the view from the smaller ridge is all we can manage in life and if we remember to take it in then it may be just as awe inspiring.
Smoko was happy to stay on the smaller ridge and wave to those climbing to the higher peaks.
“Fiona” sitting above a bench where her grandmother used to like to sit in England. The poem Joy by Igor Khodkin reminded her.
Blue Eyes with her New Orlean pearls, waiting for the dawn
Blue eyes was left at Cap Ferret, France.
“I would go walking on this beach every day and there are these huge old bunkers from WW2 – they were built by the nazi’s when France was occupied in the 1940’s.
There were a few reasons i left her there – something about the collapse of something that seems so solid – that everything given time can errode, and this can seem scary for good things but for me it had hope – like, we all have murky pasts, but with time (and fresh ocean air) nothing is permanent – even the nazi’s.
It’s like not ignoring the past but not letting it be real and changing in the future.
Also all the other bunkers along the beach have graffitt all over them – which i thought was fitting. I chose my favorite bunker – the one that looks like it is caught in motion falling down the dunes.”
“Desire” like Dante is heading into the Hell fires on the Sulphure Banks trail in Hawaii
But keep you eyes below us, for coming near
Is the river of blood-in which boils everyone
Whose violence hurts others. ” O blind desire…..
Cantos XII 40-43 Dante 1300
“Fine” trying to fit in at the market, Nepal, in the chilli bin
The Guy You Work With by John Grey
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