Tallyn's Bard

So maybe it’s time for a new post…

     Well Wednesday the weather was amazing it was all misty rain and cold. Katy and I went to the nursing home with a bunch of other people and we played music. Katy also brought her awesome, so cool, mandolin and we played fiddle music together, whcich was fun! Then we went back to Katy’s house and played. (yeah played not ‘hung out’ that’s like the teen age way of saying played… =)

   Yesterday, Friday, I went to piano lesson and I got a new song, a Chopin Waltz in MINOR wich is cool. And then we had speech and debate afterwards and I got to debate in my first LD round EVER! It was awesome and fun. I find it so annoying when you know exactly what you want to say and you can’t get it out!

     One more cool thing! I wrote a song for my harp and it’s sort fo medieval sounding. I also figured out how to get finale notepad to print the sheet of music properly so that there isn’t any big space in between the systems. Anyways that may have sounded like      “kfhlsfgljkgja;tlkdjalk af;gfdjkg;a ” but it wasn’t it was awesome! 

    Well there you go and other than that I’ve been doing school, practicing music and working on debate and apolegetics.

           ~Ness

Okay so here is a new category. For sharing stories that can be used in impromptu speeches. So when you think of a story post a comment. Stories from history, literature, or legends, just as long as they are intresting or attention grabbing.

This category might be deleted if nobody comments (that wans’t a threat =)

Okay to start off here’s a story….

‘When a man died he saw his life spread out before him on the beach. He saw the scenes of his life pass before him and as he saw each scene he would see two sets of footprints across the sand. In all his worst trials, and the hardest moments of his life he saw only one set of footprints.
      He greatly wondered at this and asked, “Lord why in my worst trials did you leave me to walk alone?”
        “When you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.” Said the Lord.’

Comments please!

           ~Ness

The Harp of Cnoc I’Chosgair

Harp of Cnoc I’Chosgair, you who bring sleep
to eyes long sleepless;
sweet subtle, plangent, glad, cooling grave.

[Gofraidh Fion O Dalaigh. Irish Bard 1385]

                                   ~Ness

    September the first.
         The words bring wonderful thoughts… raindrops, thick clouds rolling to break overhead in a thunderstorm, thanksgiving dinner, campouts by the river, the colors of the sunrise reflecting off pine trees crystalized in ice.. no that last wasn’t September but September makes you think of it anyway. I could go on and on forever because there is so much beautiful things and on the first day of September I can smell the air and it smells so good and there’s a breeze rumpling up the hot and stagnant air I ‘ve gotten so used to it that I’d forgot what it felt like to feel other air…

     And everything feels better now that autumn is coming on, you can’t ruin a day, or I don’t believe you can, not now that summer’s over, It makes me full of energy to do as many things as I can.  I picked up my poor neglected sketch book and drew pictures.
     I drew one of the Wave in thirty six views of fuji and a horse, and a gymnst and a map of Scotland with our tartan and crest.
      I wanted to do so much mo

 I can’twait till it’s cool at nre this day then any other day all summer. I haven”t done much more than usual I’ve just lived the little I did to it’s biggest. I even did chemistry and am still alive at the end of the day to tell about it!
   As ‘Kit Kat’ says Happy, pretty, glad day!
 Well it’s new year, in a sense…  with apples and honey and all that, begining of the Jewish year.
     It’s the begining of fall anyway, even though the calandar says it doesn’t start until the twentieth, it started today I felt it around the corner. Pumpkins and sorgum, reenactments and the great big Texas maze at the berry farm. I’ll be so happy when I can wear a sweatshirt! I can’t wait till that happens, but until then my hope is renewed, fall is coming!

                             ~Ness

P.S.     That’s  the painting I copied. I’d seen the painting many times before but I’d never noticed the boats with people in them before until I drew it. In my book it’s in  black and white it’s easier to tell that there’s boats when it’s in color.

P.P.S. I taught Katherine how to write her name, she can write it all by herself and she’s three
            Rosetta stone came out with a Gaelic program, finally!!! Yes!