Rainy misty Sunday afternoon, blanket of grey, mountains scarcely visible. Paddling in the broad Atlantic, chatting and laughing, Mary and me. Children once more in the glorious outdoors. Simple abundance. Awesome God.
‘A friend is one to whom we may pour out the contents of our hearts, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away’. (Author unknown)
Tea and toasties in Kilarney. Standing room only. Covid rules.
Day trip to Valentina Island.
Fancy pants😂
‘The Harp’ door.....😀
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