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“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” Corinthians 13:4-7
Congratulations Aimee & Jason!
It’s almost midnight and my Jimmy Dean is ready to sleep. Snuggled in my bed, it was impossible to resist a photo opportunity.
Sweet dreams, little man.
On May 27, at approximately 12:01 p.m., I jumped out of a plane for the second time. For this adventure, I went with Judy (my cousin) and I went skydiving The Parachute School of Toronto in Baldwin, Ontario. It was a great day to jump and this time I was matched with Bill – a fantastic, fun and really enjoyable person to guide you through the experience.
I am hoping to eventually do a solo jump, perhaps in another year’s time.
The following photos were snapped by PST photographers.
On the northeast coast of Northern Ireland lives The Giant’s Causeway, an area of about 40,000 hexagonal basalt columns; a site often described as The Eighth Wonder Of The World.
It is no surprise that The Giant’s Causeway is one of Northern Ireland’s most popular tourist attractions. Legend has it that the mythical giant Irish warrior Finn McCool built the causeway to battle his Scottish counterpart Benandonner.
Among the many locations I visited while in Northern Ireland, the Giant’s Causeway was perhaps one of the most lively, charming and exciting areas. As the waves crashed, the tall rock formations called my name for an exhilarating and tiring climb.
Carrick-de-rede was another exciting opportunity I had – the bridge was crafted in 1755 by a salmon fisherman. It was nerve-wracking to cross the shaking roped bridge, but I did! With a selfie to spare.
I spent four days in Belfast. To kick off my tour of Northern Ireland, I first visited Stormont, the home to the city’s Parliament buildings.
Surrounding the buildings, which were built in the early 1920’s, are beautiful greenery, an array of colourful flowers and the sounds of dogs running and people jogging.
Despite the grandness, historic nature, and chaotic complexities Stormont has represented through time, it is still a magnificent place to find solace – especially on a quiet weekend.
We also had a chance to walk the downtown streets (The Falls Road), and view the murals of peace. Painting depicted political unrest, sports and memorials.
Belfast
