On Saint Patrick's Day everyone is Irish
With thanks to my Butttercupland friend, Darlene
I've been poking along with this post off and on all evening and Saint Patrick's Day is actually now behind us. It wasn't the holiday of years past -- especially my office years -- when most people were wearing green and there were several home baked soda breads in the lunch room and on the spare desk in my office section.
The neighborhood was pretty sparse for decorations, but I did manage to find this Irish cottage across the street from the post office. It's not quite like being in County Wicklow, but it was a lot more accessible and I didn't need a passport or to quarantine. I've never eaten at this restaurant, but I've added it to my list.
A visit to Ireland, via Columbus Avenue
In order to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day, I decided to go back in time to my two visits to Ireland in 2014 and 2019. Both visits were add-ons to other trips and I'm so glad I decided to add them on. The photograph above is the River Liffey, which flows through the center of Dublin. The photograph below is the Ha'penny Bridge, which crosses the River.
Built in 1816, it was the first pedestrian bridge across the river.
The library at Trinity College, Dublin.
Trinity College is home of the Book of Kells, a magnificent ninth century manuscript. The campus is beautiful and a place of green and history in the center of Dublin. It's not to be missed if you are fortunate to be able to visit this wonderful city.
From the sublime of Trinity College Library to the less sublime Pep Le Monkee. Pep is celebrating one of his favorite times of year with a spin around the living room.
Even in the midst of fun and celebration, I want to express my sorrow to those in Georgia who have suffered losses from the murders in Acworth and Atlanta.
As ever, thanks for visiting and take care.
