Well, I know It's time for school to start, and that it has been three weeks since we left Ireland, but my mind still drifts back to our time at the cottage in "the pocket" of Blackwater in County Kerry. Now when I go back to the library and pick up Miss Bridie Chose a Shovel, the pictures and story will mean so much more to me, as will A Symphony of Sheep.
Our visit to the rural countryside of Ireland was truly magical, and we can't seem to retire its many memories.
I think that I will enjoy getting back to the routines of schooldays, even if I feel that the next 24 hours is not enough time to prepare. We attend meeting after meeting, making lists of "to-dos" and find there is not time to "do!" Somehow, it will all pull together, and we will be ready!
Reading the story of the the giant Fin McCoul will be that much sweeter after our trip. My imitation brogue will take on new life, and the story will take on new life for us all. Oonagh's clever baking will now include a taste as well as an intelligence, and the defeat of Cucullin will be appreciated for letting Fin McCoul live strong for many more years.
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