i took a walk at dusk yesterday down to the bay, near the cow fields and high tide. it's lovely having the time to think and ponder and empty my mind and listen to the wind.
not much to report today. the new digs here in dingle are lovely and quaint and quiet, everything you'd want in a b&b. i had options at breakfast and chose french toast-- such a nice change from the usual fried grease breakfast. it's another lovely day and sunny and dear, good for a walk or reading the papers and having a tea. which is what i plan to do. tomorrow is the long bus ride to galway.