Monthly Archives: March 2015


Dear Friday

This old house

Spit spot and on with the spectacular show

A pitch perfect freeze frame of the ICCAs

May the road rise to meet you, and may you never have to eat my corned beef again

Our Irish eyes were smiling (and our Polish ones were too) at the Southside Irish Parade

Reflections on an early spring

Three of the best bosses in the business

Fire Dancers