A quiet park. (The very tiny pocket-park, St. Kevin’s Park, in a lovely area of Dublin called The Liberties.)
Are Sundays busy for you? Or are they truly a day of rest? Our Sundays are a mix of both. We usually enjoy a quiet morning at home, read the newspaper, eat brunch as a family, and then walk over to Mass at noon. Since our early married days, we have kept Sunday morning fairly ‘off limits’. Of course, that changes as our family gets older, and the ‘stuff of life’ begins to creep in. Friends, sports, groceries, etc. But I still enjoy our Sunday mornings. Also, I watched a bit of the Tour de France today “an ghaeilge” (in Irish), on the Irish language channel, TG4 this morning!
For my Muslim, (and foodie) friends, on the last week of Ramadan. These recipes look amazing!
Dear People Who Live in Tiny Houses. Made me laugh out loud!
Expats will probably enjoy this – America explained to non-Americans.
Putting this on my to-do list. A driving tour of Ireland.
For an educated laugh, “How to Speak Foreign Policy“.
I want to see this. (Thanks for the link, Jacob!)
In relation to my previous post about turnips (yes, my life is THAT exciting), I actually chopped them up and threw them in the pan with the chicken that I roasted today. They weren’t terrible! Now, I’m not sure I’d want to eat them all the time, but they weren’t bad. Success!
Have a great week everyone,