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* We’re having a torrential downpour here today. It’s actually good though. We need the rain and I’m sitting in my hobby/crop room playing on the computer and trying to decide if I want to scrapbook or read next. I simply ADORE Saturdays!!!

* Have you ever been listening to a song and decided that it would make a really good book or movie? There is this one song by Garth Brooks, Ireland, that always makes me want “the rest of the story”. Here are the lyrics:

“Ireland”
They say mother earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilights door
Her eyes are the stars in heaven
Watching o’er us all the while
And her heart it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle

We are forty against hundreds
In someone else’s bloody war
We know not why were fighting
Or what we’re dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns to sky
Death is waiting for its dance now
Fate has sentenced us to die

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out won’t you take my hand
I’m coming home Ireland

Oh the captain he lay bleeding
I can hear him calling me
These men are yours now for the leading
Show them to their destiny
As I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
‘Cause we’re not waiting for the morn

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out won’t you take my hand
I’m coming home Ireland

Now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge the dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
There are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say good-bye
I draw a breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle cry

Ireland I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
And fences made of stone
I am reaching out won’t you take my hand
I’m coming home Ireland
Yes I am home Ireland

We were forty against hundreds

It’s likely it’s talking about the first World War but I wonder who’s war they’re fighting and why they’re there. Why are there only 40 of them? I also think Ireland could be a woman too and not just a country. Anyway, I always thought this would make a good book. Any Songs you’ve heard that you thought would make a good book?

* Speaking of good books, I recently read Geralyn Dawson’s Her Outlaw. It was REALLY good. It’s an historical romance novel that is part of her Bad Luck Brides series. Not to give too much away, but one of the main characters was facing a challenge that I’ve never seen in a romance novel before. Seeing how the story dealt with this issue and still tried to give us the “happily ever after” that a romance novel demands was very interesting and made it a unique book. I highly recommend this book in particular and this series to anyone who enjoyes this genre.

* My daughter went to her junior prom last weekend. She looked so pretty. I took over 100 pictures but here’s just a couple:

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4 responses »

  1. Wow! You’re daughter looks gorgeous!! And what a beautiful dress too. I love seeing proud mama’s *g*
    As for the Geralyn Dawson book – I’ll have to give it a try. I used to read her books but then read a couple of meh books by her and she slipped off my radar. But she does write Westerns……….

  2. I love that Garth Brooks song – it always makes me long to go to Ireland, like it’s calling me. It’s true, everyone is a bit Irish.

    Your daughter is just beautiful – love her dress. And she poses like a model – she’s got the look. I hope she had a great time 🙂

  3. Oooh, I like those lyrics. They’re so visual. Have you ever listened to Ryan Adams? A lot of his songs paint pictures of other people’s stories/lives. Here’s a line I like from his song, “Magnolia Mountain”–

    I want to be the bluebird singing
    Singing to the roses in the yard
    The roses in the yard her father grew for her
    It’s been raining like Tennessee honey so long I got too heavy to fly
    But ain’t no bluebird ever been too heavy to sing

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