Dublin Days
At last we are settled back into a relaxed domestic rhythm.
All the travel of the past six months have been carefully put in place, photos organised and enjoyed and we are free to spend days wandering in our own little city, admiring the art and the lively people on the street.
When in Paris a few years ago, I noticed how I always seem to run rather than walk. Even the Parisiens were less agile and fast, it seemed. This may be caused by the fact that it is often on the verge of raining here and speed helps to keep ahead.
It rained yesterday for a while but last week was very sunny indeed.
Even then there was a sense of people being on the move, especially in Grafton Street.
All the travel of the past six months have been carefully put in place, photos organised and enjoyed and we are free to spend days wandering in our own little city, admiring the art and the lively people on the street.
When in Paris a few years ago, I noticed how I always seem to run rather than walk. Even the Parisiens were less agile and fast, it seemed. This may be caused by the fact that it is often on the verge of raining here and speed helps to keep ahead.
It rained yesterday for a while but last week was very sunny indeed.
Even then there was a sense of people being on the move, especially in Grafton Street.
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