Mar. 23rd, 2009 02:36 pm
Aimsir bhog fhliuch
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Go dtuga an diabhal an aimsir Éireann so! At least the drizzle has stopped, but it's still as cold, damp, and grey as when I walked in the door this morning. And I'm losing patience with the damn daffodils. Almost two weeks since the first bud and not one of them has bloomed yet! The only bright spot so far, literally, was the peachy glow in that narrow band between the aqueous horizon and the low clouds as we rode past the lake this morning. It was cheering to reflect for a moment that where I saw whitecaps racing toward the rocks was only a week ago still a shelf of dirty ice. Now even the heaps of sand left behind when the stacks of ice which enclosed them melted away have been planed flat; the beach has regained its summer profile.
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Tá sé níos fuaire ná mar is iondúil abhus anseo i Seattle chomh maith, le cúpla seachtain anuas.
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Ní mian liom filleadh an teasa neamhshéasúraigh a bhí againn le cúpla seachtain anuas, ní ach an aimsir fuar fliuch so ná féadaim seasamh!
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ná an aimsir fhuar fhliuch seo
Tá tú cosúil le Goldilocks! Ró-the, ró-fhuar...
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