In The Moments

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A classic Irish spring afternoon yeah. Bright, warm sunshine beaming down from between muddy grey clouds onto the landscape. A bitterly cold, snappy chill on my nose which freezes my ears as well. Sunglasses, scarf and warm jacket are essential, the paradox of good Irish Weather I suppose. I breathe in the scent of salty ocean spray and hear the sound of seagulls cry and children’s laughter in the air. The little dog’s little paws speed past me. The little dog delights in her moment of unbound freedom as she runs up and down the cliff with pure joy! Here she is a wild canine, a ferocious killer of tennis balls.

We rest at the top and watch the people below, the little dog is breathless from her excitement. Sitting here, in the sun at the top of the world, life slows down. Life is easy in these moments, life is simple. Problems drift away. These are the days I live for, the days I wait for. This is where I dream.

Things will change (again) sooner than we think. C’est la vie.

 

“But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
–William Butler Yeats

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1 Comment

  1. Sinead April 10, 2016 / 8:47 pm

    Gorgeous photos! You captured the scene perfectly. The first picture of the dog really made me laugh 🙂
    Sinéad x

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