Dogs and Godlings

Kilfenora cathedral, Co. Clare.

This was a picture from last Thursday that hadn't been moved off my camera for some reason. I'm sure K got a better shot of this, but I lay on the ground to get the tower of this tiny cathedral through the west gate with the clouds boiling behind it as if the apocalypse were at hand. Thanks, Gina and Jim, for taking us there.

This is Trickster and Nute, who pretend to loathe each other, sharing the back of the sofa in the sunshine yesterday. The living-cum-dining room had been turned around to make way for a very special formal dinner, and that necessitated the shoving of the sofa under the window (and the door removed). I'm sure DK will blog the meal itself, all seven courses cooked and served by dear friends*



This is the mirror in the study.

I made it a week or two after we moved it - we neededa mirror and i had the space for a piece of art. It's grown a bit since - organic art always does here.

The rag rug below it was a gift to K from Gina , who made it herself.

*This is a PG rated blog, remember

Ireland

We were shown a lake on the first evening. It was an easy walk - or would have been had I not had a plate-and-pinned right ankle and unresolved pain in my left foot which shoots pain into my left ankle and calf. At the bottom of the hill where K's mum and her husband live is the fantasic wood and lake. I don't know what it was called but it was delightful. There was the remains of a wrecked rowboat on the shore. It was just turning dusk at 9:30 PM

Yesterday we were taken to a church at Kilfenora, County Clare where this delightful chap - I think he's a demon - was on the side of one of those huge tall crosses at the old Protestant church.

This was also there, but outside. I love the way the lichen grows on the old stone, and the lettering is beautiful out of context.

That was the first time I'd been in a church for many years, though perhaps it didn't count as we weren't allowed in the church proper, just the touristy bits.