Today, weather dind't matter though.
The first half of the day I spent in the office working on the nursery plans.
And the second half, I was privileged to attend a meeting of Dublin North's Rotary Club. That was interesting.
But I getting ahead of myself.
The day started as it finished: I found out my adaptor wasn't working right. So, last night meant no movie to distract me due to no juice on my computer. Instead I had to resolve to old-fashioned reading a book.
In the morning, I was able to do some research on a couple things and also charge my laptop using a borrowed adaptor.
As there were just too many people waiting around in the lobby to dampen my mood, I decided to head to work early.
Did pay off, as I was wanting all week to take a couple of pictures of Dublin's Emergency Services.
So, here we go:
It's getting- wait for it- even better!!!
Increasing excitement, there is one more!!!
At work, being a doubting Thomas, I had to put my research to paper.
It was just incredibly- if not impossibly- hard for me to believe, it should be okay in Ireland to walk into the woods, gather seed and start your own nursery. My doubts were based on German forestry seed-laws, which I assumed must be based on some weird and wonderful European Directive.
I hate to be right and be the bearer of not so good news. Nontheless, I found a document on the internet, suggesting just that: some species arenot included within that law, but, lo and behold, the interesting ones are: Quercus robur, quecus rubra, quercus patraea and petula pendula.
So, either the company will find a registered site to collect acorn, or they might as well shelf the whole idea of setting up a nursery.
Around lunch-time, I ahd to go the Dublin's Rotary Club. I kind of expected a bunch of older people wearing funny hats and working on taking the world over.
I was only partially right. They are a bunch of older people working on influencing the world to become a better place.
I just dind't see any funny hats. What I did see though, or better, who I did see, was a very enthusiastic and very American descendant of President Eisenhower. Didn't know they were still influental.
After returning back to my quarters, I realized, there are still too many people around. So, I might have yet another Pizza night, cooked by the Pizza place around the corner.
Returning to my room, I found out, this time, after sharing with some VERY loud Spanish or Brazilian poeple and folks from NNorthern Ireland (including one EXTREMELY gay couple), I now share with a girl. I could tell the moment I walked in as the room definitely smelled different from when I left it.
Some more poetry:
The Lonely Tree
A poor little tree standing all alone,
Swaying in the breeze, all on his own,
His leaves are blowing on a sunny, calm day,
As if he was happy in some kind of way.
As time passes on and the day goes by,
The poor little tree looks ready to cry,
The sky goes darker and the clouds turn grey,
He doesn’t seem as happy, he is blowing away.
As it comes to an end and day turns to night,
The poor little tree gets a bit of a fright,
Standing on his own with no-one else around,
He is stuck on his own, planted in the ground.
Swaying in the breeze, all on his own,
His leaves are blowing on a sunny, calm day,
As if he was happy in some kind of way.
As time passes on and the day goes by,
The poor little tree looks ready to cry,
The sky goes darker and the clouds turn grey,
He doesn’t seem as happy, he is blowing away.
As it comes to an end and day turns to night,
The poor little tree gets a bit of a fright,
Standing on his own with no-one else around,
He is stuck on his own, planted in the ground.
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