Monday, April 16, 2007

Dunloe's standing and Spring snow

Monday, April 16, 2007


Easter celebration pics

Sunday, April 8, 2007


Sunday, April 08, 2007

How Many of Me

How many of you are there in the US?

www.howmanyofme.com

Ethan's Easter Photo

Easter Family Photo 2007

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Monday, February 26, 2007

Turkish Cookbook Blog

Just found this great blog! Lots of great Turkish recipes.

www.turkishcookbook.com

Friday, February 16, 2007

a bear of very little brain

When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you sometimes find that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.
-Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Ryan's Daughter Cafe



Cashel, Ireland





Boys on the Irish farm


This is where we stayed for a week in Kinsale.


Kinsale




The BACK door!

The sign on the door says, "This is the BACK door. The FRONT door is at the BACK."

Kinsale, Ireland





Most southwest point of Ireland





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Southeast coast of Ireland





Thursday, January 04, 2007

The Railway Inn















This is the place in the movie "Michael Collins" where Michael Collins, played by Liam Neeson, rallies the common masses to rebellion against the British Crown for Ireland's independence.

It's great movie!

The Meeting of the Waters, Thomas Moore































This place is where Thomas Moore wrote the poem, "The Meeting of the Waters." It's a really cool place where two rivers converge. Since I'm can't write it as poetically as he did, here's the poem. It really does capture what the place was like.

By Thomas Moore:
THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;
Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart,
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.

Yet it was not that nature had shed o’er the scene 5
Her purest of crystal and brightest of green;
’Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill,
Oh! no—it was something more exquisite still.

’Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near,
Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, 10
And who felt how the best charms of nature improve,
When we see them reflected from looks that we love.

Sweet vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest
In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best,
Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, 15
And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.