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I heard the water 'Lapping with low sounds by the shore.'
This time last year I was writing about my trip to Marrakech.
Last week I was in Ballyvaughan, County Clare in the West of Ireland.
I hadn't wanted to go.
Reluctant was not a big enough word.
But I am so pleased I did.
My husband was brushing up on his concertina skills so I went along for the ride.
My friend came along for the first few days.
We walked along the coast road which follows the Burren down to the sea.
The bare hedges revealed many jewels.
A lane off to the right leads unceremoniously and surprisingly to a tower from the 16th Century
In the field close by is a sacred well.
I found more than peace.
I am renewed, refreshed, inspired, calm, and full of memories.
And I am going to bore you rigid with them.
Isn't it great to be a blogger?
Its like having your friends round to show them all your holiday snaps.
You don't have to read it if you don't want to.
But I can whenever I want to be reminded of a beautiful week.
The last picture is a drain cover....Celtic of course.