ireland.. part two

If you asked me to describe Ireland in colours, I would choose green and purple. They were everywhere! I developed a particular fondness for heather which turned from purple to coral as the flowers died, and the result was beautiful.

One day we all agreed to accompany Dad on a mountain walk. It started as a lovely, gentle stroll and abruptly turned in to a brutally steep scramble to reach the top. We grumbled, and claimed to be dying, but the view was incredible. Despite the pain of exerting myself, it is a satisfying achievement to complete a hike. I must be getting old or something...

:: group photo by my lovely husband ::