One of my favorite things about Ireland are the sheep. They are everywhere out in the country, and usually stay together, like this herd outside the gates of Kells Priory.
But as we went inside to explore further, we found two little sheep that were doing their own relaxing for the day. They had decided to go on holiday, and we’re so glad they did.
Follow the crowd if you must today, but make sure they’re headed somewhere good. If not, break away and find your own spot. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
THE CASTLE-BUILDER
A gentle boy, with soft and silken locks
A dreamy boy, with brown and tender eyes,
A castle-builder, with his wooden blocks,
And towers that touch imaginary skies.
A fearless rider on his father’s knee,
An eager listener unto stories told
At the Round Table of the nursery,
Of heroes and adventures manifold.
There will be other towers for thee to build;
There will be other steeds for thee to ride;
There will be other legends, and all filled
With greater marvels and more glorified.
Build on, and make thy castles high and fair,
Rising and reaching upward to the skies;
Listen to voices in the upper air,
Nor lose thy simple faith in mysteries.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Blessings on your day, and build your castles! 🙂 Lisa
Hundreds of years past today, our descendants will look back at 2013 and ponder, pontificate and conjecture about our culture, our political movements, our ancient houses and inventions, which by then will be obsolete. Which rather freaks me out, as it’s hard to think past tomorrow, much less hundreds of years from now when I am singing and hopefully flying(!) in Heaven. 🙂
Take Blarney Castle, for example. Now, visitors from all over the world travel to the elusive and fabled “Blarney Stone” to kiss the lay-on-your-back, bend-backwards and downwards-stone to receive their Irish gift of gab. But when Cormac McCarthy lived there in the 1400’s, he didn’t foresee all that. He was just trying to keep Britain from taking the castle, by stalling, planning banquets for the invaders, and finally escaping attack by using the underground tunnels to go to Kerry and Cork. He was living his life, and hopefully living it well.
So I’m not going to think about this any longer….I’m going to try to live my life today well, no looking back, and looking forward in hope. And I pray the same for you. Slainte, Lisa
Sure, it doesn’t have a roof, and you can only reach it by crossing rocks in the water at low tide, but doesn’t it have the view? Just a few weekends’ work and we’ll have it right as rain! wink, wink 😉
Or maybe this one…the views of the Skelligs are rather nice. 🙂 Have a dreaming kind of day! Blessings, Lisa
Ballycarbery Castle
Cahergal Fort, Cahirciveen
Look at the intricacy and sheer number of rocks that make up these Irish walls. When you really examine them, it is overwhelming how much time, work and thought went into these structures. And it is also amazing how many thousands of years these structures have withstood Ireland’s invaders, winds, rains, and other natural decayers. It makes me glad that they are there, solid, enduring, testament to lives lived. It makes me glad that we have a solid rock in Jesus, who is the same yesterday, today, and forever, solid, enduring, and always with us. Blessings, Lisa
“Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord, the Lord, is the Rock eternal.” – Isaiah 26:41
“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” – Hebrews 13:8
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