Maurice and I are doing a home exchange in Ireland. I was here many years ago and Maurice has never been so we are excited to be here. We are disappointed in our house here. Not only is it very isolated adding a good thrifty minutes to any trip, it is a very plain place with just the basic furniture and very little decoration. There is a TV but no reception to the English stations I was looking forward to and, worst of all, NO wifi! We were told we could get wifi at nearby bars and restaurants which we had to do. Very little reception for our phone either. See, these are the things you should research before you go to a place. Live and learn-but, hey, we are in Ireland so there is a silver lining.

We drove around the Ring of Kerry of course. It was lovely. This is a photo of the Tora waterfall found along the way.

Pretty views of lakes there.

On another peninsula we visited the village of Dingle full of shops like this.

Sheep with lambs were often seen.

Stunning cliffs, this one off Brandon Point where I almost got blown off my feet.

This old passage, where I saw a display of umbrellas hanging overhead, used to be mostly business offices but it has gotten more interesting than the last time I was there.

A shop selling knitting supplies.

Like these.

A cat in a shop window waiting for someone to come open up the shop and feed it.

A little play on words in the small cafe, pas sage means not wise.

It sold slices of ham from legs like this one hanging in the window.

I wasn’t the only one who noticed that cat in the window.

I saw someone else’s photo of some umbrellas hanging overhead in a passage, Passage du Grand Cerf, and headed there to take some photos.

They started half way down the passage.

It turns out that they were an artistic display done by this umbrella shop.

A closeup of sorts.

From one end.

From the other end. This was taken into the sun as it streamed in from the glass ceiling and I liked the way it made the umbrellas glow.

On the way to take photos of a passage, I passed some interesting things, mostly to do with flowers.

I tried to get an interesting photo of the metro train passing overhead but this was what I got.

I was near Rue Montorgueil and one of the side streets looked like this. The paving stones in this area make everything look beautiful.

A restaurant with pretty flowers over the windows.

I’ve seen several walls of plants but they usually are all green. I liked the flowers in this one.

I was gone quite a while visiting friends and family in the States and, of course, while it was great, it was wonderful getting home.

I arrived in the morning and after unpacking and taking a much needed nap, Maurice and I went for a walk on Promenade Plantée. It was a beautiful sunny Sunday and, as you can see, we weren’t the only ones out enjoying the day.

I think I missed the wisteria but the iris was in bloom.

As were the rhododendron.

I’m not sure what these little flowers were but they sure caught my eye. Ah, Spring in Paris.

I ended my time in the States in Dallas where my oldest son and daughter and their families live. It’s always amazing to see how much children have grown.

My daughter in law had these cactus in a pot that bloomed beautifully while I was there.

We went to a Tex Mex place for dinner one night at Chuy’s, first founded in Austin. They had a help yourself to chips and salsa place set up in the trunk of a car type display. The whole place is funky and fun with one room having hubcaps all over the ceiling.

I saw a grandson play baseball which was a lot of fun.

For a Mother’s Day treat I had my first every pedicure. Just not something I’ve ever done which, I guess, tells you a lot about me. Same with manicures and massages, although I have to say, my first massage made me wonder what I had waited for. By the way, look up Tippi Hedren and see how see started the whole movement of Vietnamese women coming to the States and doing manicures. Who knew?

I had lunch with my grandson at his school, St Marks which, as you can see, has a great campus. You can tell what sort of school it is when my grandson and his friend sat down and said, “We had so much fun in math!” Not something you hear kids say everyday.

Terminal 4 at the DFW airport where I spent a few hours due to a huge thunderstorm that cancelled many flights. I finally made it home though.

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