Billy Keane is a great encourager. Here he is with me in St. John's on the evening of my book launch a long year ago.
I met Billy on Sunday morning last when I was going for my walk. As usual he told me how important what I do is and how much it is appreciated. I felt I had to confess to him that I was actually thinking of giving up.
My idea for the blog was always to be a mix of news from town, a bit of nostalgia and the odd quirky bit that only I might be interested in. The randomness of its content has always been part of the attraction for me and for blog followers. Lately there has been less and less news from town and most of what there is is gloomy.
Convent Street Clinic on Sunday October 18 2020. With the number of cases of Covid 19 in Listowel rising alarmingly, it's hard to find good news to blog about.
So I felt that the blog was descending into a rehash of old stuff and scraps gleaned from Facebook .
Billy convinced me that my posts are still relevant. "You are needed now more than ever." said he. "I'll help you.," he continued. "Take a photograph of everyone you meet today. Take a photo of every dog. People love dogs."
So I did, starting with Billy and his cousin Pat Treacy and his lovely wife Rose who happened along.
Bridie O'Rourke is a great walker and helpfully stopped to let me take her picture. I told her that Billy Keane sent me.
On this sunny morning people were walking with and without dogs.
Then when I came home reinvigorated, I found my email inbox full of lovely photos from Máire MacMahon, Eamon ÓMurchú and my family.
My nephew and family went hiking in Mount Hillary in North Cork.
Brilliant. The ducks bring me back to my "Ducks Ditty" in my favourite book of old: 'The Wind in the Willows' Here how it goes:
ReplyDelete"DUCKS' DITTY."
All along the backwater,
Through the rushes tall,
Ducks are a-dabbling,
Up tails all!
Ducks' tails, drakes' tails,
Yellow feet a-quiver,
Yellow bills all out of sight
Busy in the river!
Slushy green undergrowth
Where the roach swim--
Here we keep our larder,
Cool and full and dim.
Everyone for what he likes!
WE like to be
Heads down, tails up,
Dabbling free!
High in the blue above
Swifts whirl and call--
WE are down a-dabbling
Up tails all!
N. Leonard