While I sit and wait for my plane to leave I thought I would begin to express my feelings about the Metropolitan Museum in NY. (I have a 7 hour delay in Dallas) I needed to wait a day. I needed to just go over the photos and think. I took over 400 images…

I've been slow with the blog because I've needed to   catch up on business and I'm also looking at alternative methods of communication with my Friends, Family and Quilting buddies. In other words a different blog format. I'm not too sure whether my new ideas will  function as well, but I'm going to give it…

  I've added two photo journal posts to my web site. The Linen Museum in Belfast. The Murals of Belfast It has been slow and so difficult getting photos on the blog using the hotel internet… so here I sit in the Exec Club in the airport and I have been able to get two…

No quilting in this blog but if emotion is any indication of creativity, I experienced a lot today. I decided to photograph some of the Murals in Belfast. Some 2000 Murals  have become symbols of Northern Ireland, depicting the region's past and present political and religious divisions. Marian Price (born 1954), also known by her…

I'm a day behind with the blog… and I keep thinking I shouldn't say I'm tired when I'm writing it, but on the road it is inevitably late at night that I'm working so of course I'm tired….!!! So I will write the blog in the morning.!!! I hope.!!! Related articles I achieved the desired…

Darn it. I just checked the blog and an entire section is missing.Oh well, I just have to do it again. We traveled down the Dingle Peninsular today. The Dingle Peninsula is named after the town of Dingle. The peninsula is also commonly called Corca Dhuibhne (Corcu Duibne) even when those referring to it are…

I'm writing this as we wind our way through the green of the Irish countryside? Irish music is playing quietly over the speakers and the conversation has hushed. The green fields contained by dry stone walls are hosts to millions of buttercups,  each bloom turning its brilliant face to the sun. Hawthorne  trees  in bloom…

I'm writing this as we wind our way through the green of the Irish countryside? Irish music is playing quietly over the speakers and the conversation has hushed. The green fields contained by dry stone walls are hosts to millions of buttercups,  each bloom turning its brilliant face to the sun. Hawthorne  trees  in bloom…

A photo journal of the event will be on my web page each day.   Galway is putting on its finest today. The sun is shining once again and the locals are embracing the warmth with delight. The beaches were full of semiclad people braving the cold water and enjoying the sun. I walked from…