There’s something beautiful about life.

Life keeps keeping on.

There’s a gritty beauty to that.

Think about Dublin.

Dublin and it’s weather.

A beautiful day in Dublin is a joy to behold.

The fruit stalls on the old streets.

The young ones strolling around.

A rainy, blustery, winters day in Dublin.

Just like anywhere else sees the opposite.

Ghost streets.

Full doorways.

We’re always unprepared.

But then you have those few people.

The ones who fight on.

The ones who must earn their bread.

They sell their fruit on the old streets.

Bananas and strawberries.

Only two Euro.

They keep keeping on.

I am Timi