July 3

Today I am trying to disconnect. I am waiting to get the wifi hooked in, at first by choice and now by necessity since everyone is gone. I am quiet, no one to talk to or listen. I really don’t want to do anything. I finally got dressed which I suppose is a good thing.

I hesitated going outside because the sun is shining and that means it will be hot, but that isn't true here. The breeze is cool and shady places even cooler. There is a gardener who lives here. Roses and peonies and all sorts of flowers I don’t have names for. Dragonflies that remind you of prehistoric times.

I am not fighting inertia but letting it guide me today.

First Day

     Just when you think Ireland looks a lot like Pennsylvania, it doesn’t. There are all new land formations, rocky ridges that rise out of no where. The are cows and sheep, but all sorts of birds familiar, but tinged with different. All of this through eyes that haven’t slept in I don’t know how long because my brain won’t do the math. But I am here, unpacked, sorted out, and too tired to eat or sleep. But I did get my Irish wool and Irish whiskey, so let the adventure begin.