Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Innisfree, originally uploaded by Corey Frost.
Then it was cold and rainy again. Plus, it was Good Friday, which for us meant that all the museums were closed, and nobody was even serving alcohol. We were able to get a hot seawater and seaweed bath, however, which is a good way to celebrate a birthday. We also drove around Lough Gill and had a longing look across the water at this little islet, the Lake Isle of Innisfree, the same one from Yeats' famous poem. It seemed peaceful, bee-loud, full of clay and wattles, and wet. The next day we drove back to Dublin (in occasional drizzling rain) and flew home.


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