I passed this old Irish man on my way to Trinity College in Ireland. he was just playing his fiddle and whistling at the same time. he gave me a twinkle of the eye and kept playing. at first we were the only ones around and then this second man came by to listen to this old mans ghost like tune.
 Ahh! ............... Ahhh!.......................Aaaaaahhhhrgh!
On the top of this really high mountain we found tis abandoned dwelling that was deserted in the potato famine, left to natures overgrowth.
                        Close to the end of our time in Ireland I got up before breakfast to take some pictures

Here are some inside pictures of our little home. I (Alison) am particularly proud of the decorating because I am not gifted in the interior design area. It's a personal best.

I love my green walls, and someday we hope to have matching couches. (It's currently for sale if anyone knows someone who's interested.)