My journal lately consists of many notes. I always think I am going to expound upon them. I never do. Maybe they might also mean something to someone else, or they may lose a lot in translation. But am going to record them here when I can and we shall see how it goes. I can promise no well thought through essays, only these random thoughts I mull.

Reading: Mirror of True Womanhood   Inspiring. That's all I can say about that. Will likely be sharing more from this one.

Listening to: traditional Irish music. The children had a feis this weekend. The music is usually one of the best parts, but I admit seven hours of accordian tunes can tax the most ardent fan.

Enjoying: film photography. At least in theory. Finding myself following more and more old school photographers. After three years of studying contemporary portraiture daily I can say that much it is beginning to run together. The faces change but the poses and props…. not so much. When done well it is inarguably beautiful and requires tremendous skill.  But my heart is someplace else these days.

In the kitchen: Alannah has discovered she enjoys making menus. This is a really good thing. Shopping for thanksgiving tomorrow. We don't need a menu for that though. If the usual family thanksgiving dishes do not appear on the table on Thursday, it would be unspeakable as far as my children are concerned. At least the one who is now making menus….

Thought to start the week:

"If my children or myself ever seem to totter on the brink, without a severe word or reproachful look (she) supports them with the hand and me with the heart."

-from above linked book and originally quoted by Digby in Compitum

Sharing:  walking a local trail before Kieran's football game…