Many people use the summer season as a time to experiment and explore different activities they would normally brush off during the daily grind of the year.
You might say you’re too busy or too lazy, but there have never been more options.
In a society where we constantly read about tragedy and gossip, the blogosphere has finally emerged with a place to embrace the simple, awesome things that make us smile every day, and people are catching on fast.
I got home Wednesday evening. Killian mentioned there was a message from Cathal.
“Nothing specific,” he said when I asked him what it was about. I was hungry and tired but pulled my boots back on and stepped out into the December snow. The sky was littered with stars where a half hour previous it had been oozing pink clouds.
Sophie gazed at the sculpture for perhaps the fourth or fifth minute in a row, quite obviously deep in thought. To any passerby, Sophie was contemplating the artist’s subtle message nestled among the clever curves and ribbons of shiny copper. Was there a social criticism? Or perhaps it was the bitter, metallic taste of revenge?
