Southern Ireland Killarney Monday 2008

This AM skirted the Wicklow Mountains from Dublin to Kildare (kil=church and dare = a forest). At Blarney Castle I sat on a bench while Kathy walked up a narrow spiral staircase to kiss the Blarney stone. She had to lay on her back while someone held her feet and she tilted her head backwards to receive the gift of eloquence.
We continued through the countryside dotted with sheep, through picturesque towns with vine-covered castles and thatched roof houses as we ate home made fudge.