adventures abroad, flotsam, photography, travel

And then there were pictures (and video)

The sound of English on Irish lips sounds almost like music, full of laughter and lilt and not always easily understood… in that I listen with an American accent.

The country is beautiful and brilliant (when it’s not dripping rain, which it largely didn’t when I was there) and verdant (because it often does drip rain). “Emerald Isle” is apt and my photos don’t do it justice, mostly because the camera doesn’t know what to do with so much green at one time. Continue reading “And then there were pictures (and video)”