We begin.

It has been an amazing seven years with Duirwaigh. We've traveled the globe on airplanes, cyberspace internet crafts and imagination's wings. During our visits with many of you, we've heard a repeated request: more updates and more news!

So here we are.

A Duirwaigh blog. Blog. Blog. Blog. What does that mean? I really haven't the foggiest. But what I do know is this medium will allow our team to post news, ideas, tidbits and insights of grand or minuscule importance with relative ease. This is incredibly appealing to those of us in the Duirwaigh forest who do not know HTML and have to wait ages for our technologically gifted friends to update the site. So while we await their favor, we'll have this medium to share our glamors with you.

Feedback is welcome. I crave the interaction. I just cannot promise a response to every post. Most of the time I am song-and-dancing through the day, attempting to raise funds for our cause so we can feed the artists, ourselves, our five dogs, a nest of renegade chipmunks and the family of fairies who live in our hummingbird feeder. When not engaged in business-drumming, I'll be creating art, making new films, writing new portions of the 'Duirwaigh Story' and, of course, writing/reading the posts on this site. Sometimes I'll be sleeping, but only when absolutely necessary and only after a bedtime story. (I wonder if Jake Gyllenhall is available for the reading?) What I absolutely will NOT be doing is eating broccoli. I don't care what you veggie lovers say, I still get creeped out every time I try putting it in my mouth. I always feel like I'm eating shrubbery, or a miniature tree. Yuk.

But green beans I like. And Gruyere cheese, Waldorf chicken salad, granny smith apples, three chili hummus, red zinger tea, pumpkin bread, lemon pesto pasta and girl scout thin mint cookies.

And inspiration. My absolute favorite. With a scoop of peanut-butter-and-chocolate ice cream on the side.

Let's share some.