Last week, my eyes took in the beauty of Ireland, and my ears filled up with the lilt of the Irish. Our family spent several wonderful days there, starting first on the wild and rugged west coast and ending up in its famous city, Dublin. I came home with a thorough, surface-level knowledge of Irish history, a few souvenirs, and a couple of extra pounds from all that brown bread and fresh butter...
Squirming, talking, laughing, looking out the window at the sunshine. We were sitting in our desks but could not keep still or quiet. Finally, when the clock above the chalkboard said 3:00, the last bell of the year would ring, and out of the building we would fly.
Summer stretched before us, endless and exciting...
My family and I spent last week in beautiful Ireland and came home with phones filled with photos, minds filled with history, and lots of good memories. In future posts, I'll be writing about some of the beauty we saw there, including the castle above, called Ballynahinch. This castle with its large estate was built by someone who could very well be my husband's ancestor. We wish...
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