"Then we'll wander and whistle," she said.

My anam cara Alex came to visit me! We spent a magical week together, in Dublin and then the medieval town of Kilkenny in southern Ireland. 

I love her!

Isn't she beautiful?

We fell asleep in this park...and got burned.

Our awesome hostel!

The Doors of Dublin!

"Sarah, somehow this reminds me of certain pictures in Rome...?"

Temple Bar!

Canadians!

...Eh?

"What's up with THAT?"

Breathtaking art gallery

Being a Viking - archaeological museum

Yeats presentation in the Dublin library!

A newfound friend from Ohio!

Alex's dazzling tattoo

Kilkenny Castle

"Did you think that five years after Italy we'd be in Europe together again?!" <3

Inside the castle...

I like to take pictures where I'm not supposed to.

Rain...

....and more rain.

A 17th century house featuring a massive deer found in a bog, dated at 10,000 years ago - standing at what would have been its original height!!

Dick was apparently very popular - he got the first three dances on this dance card. <3

Picturesque 17th century garden

Our 2nd hostel!

Our French friend Melodie!

Home again after an amazing week with Alex...

Moni picking flowers

Danny with his chickens

...We're awaiting you, Alex!

Tá súil agam go mbeidh samhradh thar barr agat!

("Hope you have a great summer!")

Progress of painting...

....and more.

Standing on top of a tomb of kings!

Anaverna in summer

"I'll teach you to jump on the wind's back, and away we go." J. M. Barrie

"The Farmer", as we call him, bringing in the sheep 

In Neverland

We have so much fun...

...dying, laughing...

....crying, laughing.

"You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you." J. M. Barrie

Lemonade break from gardening <3

"So come with me, 

where dreams are born, 

and time is never planned. 

Just think of happy things, 

and your heart will fly on wings, 

forever, 

in Never Never Land." 

J. M. Barrie

What we do together in the evenings:

Sarah, writing: *inspired*

Daniel, looking at classical music: *inspired*

Monica, studying English: *kill me!*

"Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily.

"I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg."