dreaming of dingle

As we approach St. Paddy's Day,

I start to think fondly of the land of my ancestors.

Nine years ago, my friend asked me to spend a February week with her

in Ireland, where she and her husband

have a second home.

Here she is, below--out on the coast, in the wind:

We had a great time just being girls:

making simple meals, knitting,

 and soaking in the Irish beauty all around us.

We never left the Dingle peninsula, which is on the west coast of Ireland.

Here are some photos within walking distance of

their simple house by the sea.

Here are some photos of what it looks like

within an hour or so's drive.

And below is a frequent scene from "my" bedroom window,

which looks out on the Ring of Kerry.

Thank you, Pam.  For memories and images

to last a lifetime.

And for your lasting friendship.

Slante´ to all!