Dublin

We were off to Dublin this weekend to visit one of Xavier's best friends from childhood who is working there now. Nicolas. He is the bomb. Dublin was too.








This was the terrace at Nicolas' apartment (well, actually his boss' apartment, with whom he resides - let's be honest about it).


My favorite view from the terrace was this one.
Most specifically, that dog.


We were also "lucky" enough to go over St. Patrick's Day weekend...(those quotation marks are important, because if people are generally overly inebriated in Ireland, this was times ten. Wow).

Howth

Not far from Dublin lies the little sea town of Howth. Voilà:










He was a lovely fisherman.
















I liked window looking, snatching, reflecting.







Land of Heart’s Desire,
Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood,
But joy is wisdom, Time an endless song.

(Land of Heart's Desire, 1894)

Irish Sea Lions

The most appealing aspect of Howth was the sea lions. They were like dogs, floating in the water, with their heads surfacing and their bodies rising to catch the fish tossed at them. I was in love.