Days like today take me back to the days of Ireland where we spent many days in a misty rain. Soft weather is what days like today is called (at least in Ireland). It reminds me of the misty rain that surrounded mom and I as we toured Hook Lighthouse. That same misty rain followed us as we climbed through an old ruin, fascinated by the old grey stone covered with a fine green moss while wild greens grew unchecked inside the open top of one building. And still the same mist surrounded us in the Kilmokea tea garden adding an air of romanticism to the beauty of the gardens.
Mist filled the air with mysticism in Waterford in the early morning as we began our day. We watched through the window as schoolkids in Killarney disappeared into the mist as they headed out to catch their bus. It was another misty rainy day on Inis Mohr as we bounced along in a horse drawn cart back from the amazing views of the cliffs toward our hotel.
Misty rainy days like today make me think of the wonders of the views, the amazement and enchantment I experienced from all the beautiful places we visited. One major difference from today and those lovely memories though, Prescott in February is much colder than those September days in Ireland.
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