I hate death. It always disturbs me so profoundly. It's such awful unfinished business. The livestock transport contractor said he had filled 3 lorry loads on Thursday with cows, bulls and calves. The saddest thing is when one of your animals is taking its last breath and you can't do nothing for it. You pray to God and ask for a miracle, but it never happens does it?
That's a photograph of a cheeky sparrow taken recently when we went to Portugal. Jesus said:
"Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God?"
Apparently the Romans (who never visited Ireland) called the Emerald Isle: 'Hibernia'. This means:
"The land of eternal Winter."
I couldn't put it better myself.
Any road. The forecast is supposed to be good for next week. Perhaps we'll start growing Oranges like these we saw recently in Portugal?
Sorry the digital camera (the one I asked in Argos "What film does it take?") still thinks it's 2008.