We spent this Ireland-trip-day in town, just walking around. This place prides itself on being a fine example of Georgian architecture. It has some pretty churches and gardens and the colorful spots of paint typical of Irish towns.
Inside the Catholic Church, from turn of the century.
Floor tiles
Resurrection stained glass window
And as we were strolling by this river, a car and small trailer pulled up, stopped, and three guys let out a rather dirty pony. One led the pony into the stream at a ford, then they brought it out and started scrubbing it with shampoo. Why, I don’t know.
Later today, when I was out without my camera (major mistake), we saw a small pony on a jog cart driven by a young man come around the corner at a very quick clip and trot away into town. Both ponies had very heavy feathering on their legs. Quite picturesque.
And a Watercolor Sketch
With time, one paints.
That is rule.
A colony of Puffins returns to the Cliffs of Moher each year to nest. They were not back yet, so I decided to make my own.
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