As part of our trip to Dublin we went on a walk around Glendalough, or the valley of the two lakes, if you need translations. Which you don't, because nature is a universal language, and it's very nature. Also pretty. You should go.
Welcome to Glendalough.
It was, obviously, lovely weather.
The cemetary is a proper old cemetary.
It really is quite picturesque (evidenced by this being, in fact, a picture).
According to the plaque, no one's quite sure why the door way was quite so high.
I suspect there was simply a wooden step up and time ravages wood more than stone.
This reminded me of the shiny balls at Trinity. But then green. And not spherical.
I like creeks They're rather soothing.
because... why.. not? I don't know why would you carve a smiley into a rock...
I am imagining someone with a sniper rifle in one of the far away houses to be on the lookout for when dogs are being worrisome, for a spot of target practice.
And then, a deer. It was quite cute.