Today I took an spontaneous hike from Elms Village down to Shaw’s Bridge and then on the Giant’s Ring trail and back. It was about five miles altogether. And by going only two miles south from where I live, I visited ancient standing stones, walked through a field with grazing cattle, and felt like I was miles and miles from civilization, leaving all my worries behind. This is the magic of Ireland, y’all. I’m tired but happy—this has been a glorious day.
The River Lagan
A gorse bush…spring is blossoming despite the odds!
The dolmen in the middle of the Giant’s Ring
The view from the rim of the Ring
This picture makes me laugh—I look exactly like my youngest brother, Joseph when he wakes up in the morning. Oh, that Irish wind.