Today, we cozy critters will gather to discuss all things literary and several things that are not. I can hardly wait to hear what they have been reading and writing. We will miss Cozy Critter Judy. But, when Texas calls, Judy must answer.
As I started to go to bed last night, I glanced out the back door. Big, beautiful, wet hunks of snow were falling! I stood gazing at it as it swirled under neighbors’ back yard lights. Would it last? Were we finally going to have a measurable snow this winter? Alas, when I looked out this morning, the snow was gone. I’m glad I got to see it. It was lovely.
Taking a trip to Ireland from the comfort of my living room was fun too. My cousin Bonnie and I were friends as girls but through the years, life led us in different directions. Yesterday, I called. We talked for more than an hour. She visited Ireland too, before I did. Unlike me, she found time to delve into some ancestry and she passed on that information. Well, it was grand to take a trip in time and distance back to twelfth century Ireland. 
Some might say my ancestors were war-like but I would say they were brave and determined. And, if someone should ever accuse me of being stubborn or opinionated, I can point backward a few centuries and blame my fiery ancestors!
For all who are laid up with flu or feeling tired or worried or facing decisions; for those who are hoping monthly income will stretch to meet monthly bills, here is an Irish blessing:
May joy and peace surround you,
Contentment latch your door,
And happiness be with you now,
And bless you evermore.
What a delightful post, Blanche, wish I lived a bit closer to you, I’d love to share Cozy Critter time. My brother lives on a cliff top in S.W. Wales & the ferry service to Ireland is just down the road. We hopped aboard the ferry and encountered humungous seas. Chairs were flying across decks, bottles and glasses crashed to the floor behind the bar. Joe, hubby, bought me a double brandy, I swallowed it in one gulp and lay across his lap with his coat over my head. My brother, Ivan, & sister in law, just smiled and hung onto each other, Ivan said, “you’ll be all right, Cariad, the sea is just a bit choppy today,”….a master of British understatement…. (Cariad is an affectionate Welsh name for love or sister)…..By the way, Blanche, gale force winds blowing over Ivan’s & Ricky’s home perched, perilously, on that cliff top, lifted his leeks right out of the winter garden & blew them over the cliff into the boiling ocean….Stunning views if you survive the winter. 🙂
I wish we lived closer too, Josephine. But, I certainly enjoy your emails! You painted a wonderful word picture that I’m going to keep and cherish. How exciting! It sounds as if you and your brother live in a most interesting and delightful place! Please write again. By the way, readers, Josephine Montgomery is an author too and writes delightful books. Please check her out on Amazon. http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Josephine+Montgomery&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3AJosephine+Montgomery
When my hair was still red, I could easily blame my Irish ancestors for my fiery temper. Now that the gray has taken over and I my hair looks blond, it’s a little harder to pass the blame! I do have a little of their bravery and determination, for which I am thankful!
Yes, you do. Teresa. It stands you in good stead. Being the middle child, you had to have bravery and determination.
What a tale from way across the sea. I was envying the “cliff” home UNTIL the story continued! fun stuff!
Thanks for writing, Carol. Yes, I can imagine the cliff home but I agree, wind that would blow leeks out of the ground is a bit stiff. Sounds exciting, though. And imagine living so close to Ireland you could ferry over. Fun!