This time last year we were getting ready for our three-week trip to the Emerald Isle. I don’t think I’ve ever anticipated a journey more. I was so excited to visit the land of my forefathers. It had been great fun planning it.
As it’s St. Patrick’s Day I’m posting a few of memories of that trip. Others can be found in past and future posts. Check out yesterday’s … a nod to the Irish National Stud.
Have I mentioned I love Ireland!
Inch was one of the biggest surprises. I never imagined such a beach in Ireland.
A wall of collectible Guinness bottles was a feast for the eyes at the Guinness brewery in Dublin. Here are just a few …
These naughty lambs in Kildare had escaped from their field and were playing on the road side … baaaad …
Johnny Foxes in Glencullen in the Dublin Mountains … the “highest” pub in the country … famous for its traditional music and and for being one of Ireland’s oldest pubs … and for numerous chamber pots suspended from its timbered ceiling … 😉 …
Exercising horses on a busy, narrow main road outside Dublin … my horse would have an opinion about that …
And finally, for this post anyway, here is mystical Glendalough, one of my favourite sacred spaces in Ireland.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
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