Irish Oatmeal It’s great to be home. Sweet Gretapie with her tail a-wagging, and Mr Fez purring and rubbing up against my legs, greet me as soon as I walk in the door. The morning after, Duncan pops in to welcome me home. Later, I run into folks I know when I venture into town. […]
Ireland: A Field Trip to Inismor A Galway man asks if I have been to Ireland before. I tell him fifty years ago, with my mother, after my father passed away. He gives me a big hug to welcome me home when he hears my last name. He asks where I am next heading. I […]
Ireland Days #8-12 Storm Hannah is soon to arrive. I am grateful not to be on the ferry to the Aran Islands today, but tucked safely in to lodging, snug and warm, while the wind is whipping and the rain is lashing just outside where I sit. An hour or two to catch up on photos […]
Ireland Day #7 And on the seventh day, she takes a walk in The Burren, and rests.
Ireland Days #5-6 This is Fluffy, a harbor cat who lives in Portmagee. I think Fluffy sees a lot of travelers pass this way. He knows how to strike a pose. I board a small boat with ten others to visit The Skelligs. I hope to be able to walk the more than 600 steps […]