On Sunday, 11th of June, 2023, it had been a long day for me as a deaf community support worker/co-ordinator for the Christian Deaf Fellowship in Hamilton. The season here is mid-Wintertime, and we are preparing for the long winter around our home. Oh, what a delight to see the sunset over the vast farmland surrounding our house!
With old dog – Joseph, passed away several weeks ago, and our remaining dogs wait for me to get home while my partner rest or prepares the fire-heating and warm meals.
Pondering our lives here in the rural for nearly ten years to November this year. Reflecting on the past, we have updated and improved the house and the forever-growing gardens, and our dogs run around the large property. We are grateful to live here than in the urban city of Hamilton as the city of Hamilton keeps growing.
May your heart be warm and happy. With the lilt of Irish laughter
Every day in every way. And forever and ever after.
The local people here are a mix of Doctors, farmers, Lab Technian people, architects, pharmacists, mechanics, MPs (Members of the Parliament) person, councillors, orchardists, teachers, health workers and community support workers. Also, horse trainers/owners, stall marketers, gardeners, IT technicians and retired people. In 2014, I met several newfound cousins of my late great uncle’s wife, Joy, and Joy’s sizeable extended family lived here for one hundred forty-six years. Then a few years ago, another newfound cousin of my mother’s father’s side family up the road from us. It is a small wonder of discovery to know local people are related to me.
May the blessings of Light be upon you, Light without and Light within. And in all your comings and goings, May you ever have a kindly greeting From them you meet along the road.
Sitting in front of the fire heating in the lounge while the dogs sleep and snore away on the sofa gives us warmth and peace through the night. The temperature dropped to 0c, and we know the morning will be a frosty start. Sigh! I better pull out the frost blankets to protect several young fruit trees and plants in the morning.
It is all about lives in the rural here. Sunrise, sunset, the changing of the seasons all year round.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and …
Life in Eureka 