Ireland
A quick note before we leave for Boston to pick up our daughter who is flying home from Ireland:
The beehive huts at the top of Skellig Michael;
the dazzling blue ocean;
the Western cliffs;
the mist filled, mossy woodlands;
…the monastic ruins.
They are calling. I’m eager to hear about my daughter’s Ireland adventures. Someday I will return to that magical place.
