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These are a few of my favourite things....

I was thinking today about how I have some really talented friends.
And how so many of my friends don't realise how talented they actually are.
So today my blog is dedicated to those friends.
It also allows me to share with you the talent that I am lucky enough to enjoy regularly.

1) Brianán.


Brianán is a one of those people who you spend with time with and then smile for about two days afterwards. I don't know how she does it but I adore spending time with her.
She also has started making her own cards and notepaper. From SCRATCH! How cool is that?
Would you like a look?
Of course you would!




Yup. Isn't she talented?
Why not click HERE and let her know what you think?



2. Tiffani


I met Tiffani about four years ago in a little city called Tallinn. (see photo above)
We became really good friends and her friendship is one that I have really treasured in the last few years.
We send each other letters and parcels.
We talk about everything and anything.
We shared happy times, sad times, tears and laughter
She's fabulous.
Not only is she a fabulous friend she is a fabulous photographer.
This one is my favourites



She has such a good eye for a shot. I love looking at all her photos. Especially some of the photos she took in Russia. They are beautiful. Stunning even.
You should have a look at her work.

3. Eibhlín




 Eibhlín is also a fabulous photographer who is based here in little old Galway.
Not only is she a ridiculous amount of fun to be around she also manages to catch the mood of every event she attends through the lense of her camera.

If you fancy having a look you should.


4. Patrick



Patrick is my baby brother. Ok, he is not a baby anymore but in my head he will always be classed as my baby brother.
Not only is he one of the kindest people I know he is also an amazing poet.
His poetry can be quite controversial but it is all quite current.
I must admit that I am quite envious of his talent on paper.
Have a look HERE if you want to read some of his work.
It is a treat.


 There are many other people I can include and I will do it again.
Alas my other half now wants to check the soccer results so I'm being bullied from the computer.
I hope you enjoy my talented friends as much as I do.
Until the next time....



Comments

  1. lu, i love this so much. thank you for introducing me to such talent. i'm excited to read your brothers poems! also, i didn't know that picture was a favorite. i love it too. so much! i'm glad someone feels the same.

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