"May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door."
Although we stayed at the top of a killer hill in Clifden, Ireland (one that definitely left us short of breath but with stronger legs) our time was filled with "warm words," great conversation, and wonderful Irish music and song throughout the cold, mist-filled days and nights. We fell in love with the streets of Clifden...especially Beach road which I tried to run everyday. Our day trips into wild western Ireland were breathtaking. Back in the states, as I sit at my computer in our nation's capitol I am processing the sites, silence, and emotions of the green isle.
Below is a photo-journal of our time in Ireland.
5 comments:
You're home!!! Safe and sound ... yea!
Love the photos ... thank you for not posting the "calling of the goddess" shot ... got nervous half way down your post! We miss you so much ... it is very warm and very sunny in Oxford ... beautiful and comfortable accomodations ... no challenge ... absolutely no challenge ... except getting Susannah out of the shops and Hannah out of Starbucks! lots and lots of love ... wish you were here ... really!
I love the pictures! I'm so glad we were able to be there all together. Definately a great vacation...
Hey! I love your choice of pictures! Now that we are here in Oxford, Susannah and I miss Ireland so much! For different reasons of course...For example, I dont miss Ireland for Didi.
Hey Didi here!ah a bit disappointed that hannah dont miss me! :(
ya prob wont c this blog,tell susannah i said hi,if ya do c her!hey maybe i will come visit,will ye put me up,juss mess'n
Hey Didi here!ah a bit disappointed that hannah dont miss me! :(
ya prob wont c this blog,tell susannah i said hi,if ya do c her!hey maybe i will come visit,will ye put me up,juss mess'n
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