You must be tired of me by now? I hope not because I’m going to go on again about my day!

Leo picked me up at 10:00 and we headed off to an old cemetery, there are quite a few, each one significant in it’s own way. Amongst stones so old and covered with moss, unable to read about the remains, were relatively new stones and one that was likely there 400-500 years AD. Pagan mostly likely before Christians took over Ireland. People still leave coins to honor the spirit. No one in there right mind would remove a coin for fear of what the faeries in the nearby tree would do to you. Yes, there really are faeries in Ireland and could be the explanation for karma!

We spent a little time in Donegal (pronounced donny gaul) for lunch and some shopping. Then we went to Ulster. Now, I know there are  many facts I’m leaving out, but need to get to the ‘cuppa tea’.

On the way we stopped in to visit Leo’s daughter Sarah, her two boys (Aiden and Dylan). She is a lovely woman who is very busy, but kind enough to meet this complete stranger. It was a short stay with kisses for the grandfather, one regular and one messy (one year old kisses can be sloppy!).

Now off to what I can only describe as Irelands version of the Pacific Coast highway. There were such magnificent views of the Atlantic, I hope to take Kate there when she arrives. Off of this narrow road was an even narrower one.  This is where we met Kathleen Meehan, in Kilcare County, Donegal. We drive down a narrow road that if you were not paying attention you would drive right into the ocean. Outside this little home with two dogs out front was a small sign : Handmade Irish Knitwear.

Kathleen comes out to greet us along with the pups. “Come on in and sit awhile and have a cuppa tea.” I would have to say, this was my magical moment today, but it gets better 😉  Inside is her husband who is sweet as can be. If I were to describe him, he looks like a seafaring man. White hair, white beard, hard worker(kinda like santa, but real!). Outside the kitchen window aren’t there SHEEP! Kathleen tells me about all the lambing, and how exhausted she is. I told her that I would gladly stay and help her! Just then, doesn’t her husband bring in a lamb for me to hold….magical.  A two week old female lamb, sweet as could be. I did not want a sweater, I wanted to take the lamb. Needless to say, I have a new sweater….baaaaaaa

After hugs from new found friends, off to Sligo we go along the rest of a, how do you Americans say….AWESOME, drive! Waves crashing into mountains, sandy beaches and…….sheep.

Goodnight everyone, instead of counting sheep tonight, I will be counting my blessings.