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One day in Ireland, we went for a walk around a pretty bay. That was the day there were the ADORABLE PUPPIES, and after a nice cuppa tea (and PUPPIES) we went for a walk around the other side of the bay, which was awfully blue, all dark blue and aquamarine and light blue and greyish and other sorts of blue...
...for someone who does art and is reasonably literate, that was an appalling effort at describing a beautiful sea on a beautiful day, but I can get round that by saying it defied description...
...and we walked up a track, and the guidebook said there was a holy well at the end of it, so we thought, let's go see the holy well then.
We didn't find the holy well for some time, but we did find a LOT of sheep. There was also lots of wool all over the place, caught on things and blowing about. I seriously thought about collecting it up, so that I could send it to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sen_ichi_rei and she could spin it, and then she'd have wool from Real Irish Sheep - but fresh wool is kinda greasy and I didn't have a plastic bag, only a daypack that also had e.g. books and stuff in it. But I thought about it. Next time I'll be better prepared.
The holy well, when we reached it, was rather disappointing - a foot-deep hole with some rocks around it. No water. My theory is that it must have been a proper holy well when some Holy Person was doing Holy Things, but he must have started going to bars and looking at girls and skippingminyan church and not being terribly Holy any more, and in response it must've dried up. But it was by a splendid beach with Great Big Rocks, which we chucked into the water with most pleasing sploshes, so that was okay.
...for someone who does art and is reasonably literate, that was an appalling effort at describing a beautiful sea on a beautiful day, but I can get round that by saying it defied description...
...and we walked up a track, and the guidebook said there was a holy well at the end of it, so we thought, let's go see the holy well then.
We didn't find the holy well for some time, but we did find a LOT of sheep. There was also lots of wool all over the place, caught on things and blowing about. I seriously thought about collecting it up, so that I could send it to
sen_ichi_rei and she could spin it, and then she'd have wool from Real Irish Sheep - but fresh wool is kinda greasy and I didn't have a plastic bag, only a daypack that also had e.g. books and stuff in it. But I thought about it. Next time I'll be better prepared.The holy well, when we reached it, was rather disappointing - a foot-deep hole with some rocks around it. No water. My theory is that it must have been a proper holy well when some Holy Person was doing Holy Things, but he must have started going to bars and looking at girls and skipping