.@ciarakellydoc On my holidays in Ireland and wanted mimosa this morning to celebrate an occasion. Went to Aldi at 8AM. I could buy a TIG welder but not a bottle of Prosecco. If Ireland is serious about tourism then grow up and stop stupid laws like this.
June 21, 2019, the longest day of the year, and also Michael Connelly Day in the city of Los Angeles. Thank you to the Los Angeles City Council for this wonderful honor. And thank you to the LAPD and the cast of @BoschAmazon for coming out and showing their support.
🎨 The town of Dundalk is a lot brighter this week thanks to a new visual arts festival. Street artists have been working on murals telling the town's story
From 'A Summer Morning Walk' The ideas I had upon him forced/ Were gone and left him much worse, the worst,/ And to think how amusingly he had discoursed./ Very nearly a poet, complete with irony,/ Knowledged in every literary joinery,/ He used to dress in poetic finery./ #poetry
From 'A Summer Morning Walk' I certainly enjoyed myself thoroughly,/ Rambling idly and rather amorally/ For a whole hour. Now surely/ I can lie on the grass, feel no remorse/ For idling, I have worked at verse/ And exorcised a winter's curse./ #PatrickKavanagh#poetry#Summer
From 'A Summer Morning Walk' On a morning's walk not quite effectual,/ A little too unselectual,/ But what does it count in the great perpetual?/ I must be content with the roses-/ But sitting in deck-chairs, Holy Moses!/ University girls here in roly-poses./ #PatrickKavanagh
I see trees of green
Red roses, too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The song made him feel lonely and sad but that was okay. Loneliness had been the trash can fire he huddled around for most of his life.
— Harry Bosch, The Last Coyote
.@Airbnb why do so many places charge both a cleaning fee and a service fee? I'm booked in July in Listowel and the local hotel is only $30 a night more.
From 'Spraying the Potatoes' He turned my way. 'God further the work.'/ He echoed an ancient farming prayer./ I thanked him. He eyed the potato-drills./ He said: 'You are bound to have good ones there.'/ #PatrickKavanagh#poetry#Monaghan#countrylife#potatoes#Prayer#God