I live in a working fishing village and sometimes get distracted from its core business which is so important to all living here, by the sunsets, the flowers, the birds, the incredible blue of the skies and the seas and the ever changing seascapes tugged by the tides and powered by the moon.
Today I took some shots of the ordinary workday of the village itself which at the moment is processing shrimp with the odd boatload of crab and fresh scallops for sale to the locals.
Above is the harbour with the fishing vessels and the fish plant in the background and, yep, the Wonder Dog hogging the foreground. Click on photo to enlarge and see old wooden pilings, etc.
Below is a close-up shot of the old-fashioned homemade wooden lobster pots still used by the fishers in the area with their bright yellow and white floats and concrete bottoms.
And the working me? Well, I've been asked to adapt one of my short stories for a dramatic reading at a festival next week. I've been allotted 45 minutes (gulp!) but more on that later. Back to work with me after this brief intermission.
your pup is gorgeous! but so are the hills and the water. it looks like Ireland. it looks like Northern Minnesota. it looks like all places that I love.
ReplyDeleteexcellent news about your story. will you rewrite it in dialogue, like a play? i'm not sure how one adapts a short story for dramatic reading...
but what an honor to be asked.
HI WWW
ReplyDeleteLovely. My aim is to live in a working community - I'd love to be the only idle one. Good luck with the adaptation. Sounds exciting.
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Ooooh! That gorgeous blue!!!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the invitation to do the reading, WWW - look forward to hearing more about it later. :-)
(the catchpa thingie letters today were eirexdv - "eire" - how appropriate for an Irish lady's blog!)
Laurie:
ReplyDeleteyes, she is pretty special, you've heard about THE DOG? She's it (after many, many).
As to adapting, I am prologueing without notes, reading some, etc and then epilogueing. sorry for the verbalizing of the nouns.
Pants:
I'm up for Village Idiot with great competition.
Thanks for the good wishes.
T:
yes, I've never seen the like of it. Goes all the way to denim on certain days. thanks for the good wishes.
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You live in a delightful place. I've never been asked to do a dramatic reading - for which I'm heartily grateful!
ReplyDeleteI dunno, RJA, I like to stretch the wings periodically. It is a first for me, I've only ever performed other people's stuff. I am very curious as to how it will be received publicly. I have performed some of my stories at private parties, this is a completely different (bigger) venue and I do love the spoken word. I am hoping audience will be fairly somnolent after the big dinner. ;^)
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Having not been here for a little while, finds me suddenly in your quaint village with lobster pots and a wonder dog. That makes me want to eat lobster drenched in butter and appreciate my own wonder dog. Do you eat of these marvels of the sea on a daily schedule, or is it all exported?
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ReplyDeletePlease send some blue sky to cheer our rainy grey summer weather in Ireland.
Enjoy the reading and it will be fine.
Irene:
ReplyDeleteI so love lobster, but have an even deeper soft spot for large scallops, wrapped in bacon and grilled on the barbie!
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GM:
ReplyDeleteIt hasn't been so hot here either, the wettest summer in over 90 years, so when it suns on us we all race out with blankets and picnic baskets and cameras.
Today is gorgeous too and thanks for the good wishes. I need all good karma coming my way.
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I'm envious. City sunsets here in London seem to have an orange glow that's unnatural. And all those subjects you have for photography (I like the fishing boat)....and short stories. Best wishes for the reading
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Thanks so much, OF. I will post a full report after the event tomorrow night. The venue is also magnificent, overlooking the ocean where the whales come in after the caplin.
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