Whisky Friday II

Dream-Dram

Glenlivet: Founder’s Reserve

Almost as good as poetry
And far less labor.

I falter,
And drain the glass.

--MD

Drowning Atlantis

I need to swim.

Right now, the water-of-life goes down like water.

When I am swimming regularly, putting in the laps, day after day, I'm not so thirsty.

Right now, I'm trying to drown Atlantis.
And I am.
Drop by drop,
dram by dram,
deluge by deluge.

The King of Atlantis
Fall 2009: Sculpture mix
(glazed with Transparent Brown, Stormy Blue, & Celadon),
copper wire, and hemp.

"Be Mind Full": Cawdor Castle Motto

Stirrup Cup

Glen-What-The-Hell.
Sure tastes good tonight.

By Tooth and By Thorn

Mementos from Scotland.

Idiomatic

Glenmorangie, a Scottish word for giving-thanks, I think.

Kelpy

Highland Park is a rather kelpy whisky.

Distilled in the Orkney Islands--a place I long to visit--so the kelpiness makes sense.

No Irish in Castle Lumley

I tried to order Irish in the Library Bar of Lumley Castle, Chester-le-Street, Durham, but they only had whisky. No Bushmills. Glenfiddach (with a terminal /k/, I learned) became the drink of choice. Medicinal, by the way. That sore throat from York.