A week in Ireland taught me why our ancient ancestors worshiped the sun. This was one of the sun’s only appearances, late in the afternoon after a day of gale force wind, rain, and stinging ice pellets, during a week on the Dingle Peninsula.
When I was in Dublin in 2009, I stumbled upon an exhibit of sand sculptures in the courtyard of Dublin Castle. How many grains of sand must have been arranged to create this?
One of my most favorite windows, in a cottage in Cong, Co. Mayo, Ireland.