While I was in Dublin, I stopped at Donahue's pub to get a Guinness. While I was there a made a couple of notes about the places I had gone and the things I had done.
Since I go to Dublin pretty often, the trips have started to blend into each other and I really wanted a way to capture (aside from my photos) the things I had done during the trip.
This was my first Guinness during the trip. Lovely!
I was woken up this morning by the sound of the wind violently pushing through the trees. The branches beat against each other and the power lines outside of my wind.
Even more frightening is that some of the gusts of wind were so strong, they literally shook the house.
Although it was snowing, the sky was filled with occasional bits of thunder because of the raging storm. It is called "Thunder Snow."
Things like thunder snow and lake effect rain are some of the things that make living in Cleveland interesting.
When I left my house, I noticed that there were some unusual snow drift. The one in the photo was incredible. There were inches of snow everywhere, but you can clearly see my brick walkway. Actually, a fair amount of this managed to drift right in front of my garage.
Snow can be a pain, but it can be really beautiful. And remember, shoveling is REALLY great exercise.
While I was visiting Pittsburgh, my brother and I eat a late breakfast in the Strip District. We went to a restaurant called Delucas that has been in business for 70 years. One of the things that I really like about the place is the mix of people who go there for breakfast.
Since it was a Monday, some of the workers who load and unload the produce trucks were there for breakfast. I snapped this quick picture of a couple of them. Even better, the breakfast sandwich I eat was sooo yummy.
As I get closer to trip to Ireland, I keep thinking about all of the wonderful trips I have taken there in the past. I found an online album of some of my favorite photos. I almost forgot I had shot this photo on the way to the Cliffs of Moher with my friend Orsolo.
Although I won't be headed there on this trip, anytime you get outside of any city, and it doesn't need to be very farm, the warmth of rural life surrounds you in Ireland.
A scene with a farmer crossing a herd of cattle is something that I never saw as a kid, even when we ventured into the country side. It feels like a throwback and something that makes Ireland the low key place that it is.
You often hear about what Ireland is like, and that national lore serves them well. However, there are things that are true about Ireland. Some of them are dying out, but some traditions are still going strong.
