being a mostly outside observer, it is heartwarming to watch people gather together to share a laugh. knowing full well that not everybody gets along with everyone else no matter what one’s nationality, the irish seem to have a knack for being able to put that aside for the greater gift of a good time to be had by all. (guinness and good whiskey might have something to do with more amenable natures but still — it’s a skill the rest of us, particularly americans, would do well to emulate)

all of eire is beautiful but connemara country is particularly stunning. this specific day was filled with sunshine, which is a rare sight on these shores at this time of year. so not a sleigh, nor a goddess of the solstice, but certainly bringing back opportunities to bask in the beauty of all that is reflected by the light. enjoy!

…the passive participation of this particular moment ‘in the day of a life’ of these sheep — is reminiscent of a time gone by in my own evolution when nursing, napping, playing, and eating WERE the top agenda items for the day. appreciating the simplicity of those needs being met strikes a chord on the nurturing spectrum that i’d long since lost in the hustle and bustle of everything else. i get it that i’ve been gifted a very rare opportunity here to restore my soul. paraphrasing and tweaking the sentiments of mr. irving berlin; “though i’m not worried ‘bout my erratic sleep, i’m counting blessings on account of sheep…”

from the beauty of the rock formations, the lore of how things were formed, and the horror of realities of people sent into the depths of the sea cave never to return… all leave indelible impressions. a lighter entertainment was watching my husband enjoy the rain, sleet, hail, sunshine, clouds and rain again all in the time it took us to get there and back — maybe 20 minutes?