Here’s an impression from my last holiday up in county Donegal.
And here’s a quote from a 10000 Maniacs song. Just imagine Natalie Merchant singing along:
Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines, down prairie roads.
Pass the lone church spire.
Pass the talking wire from where to who knows?
There’s no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains.
Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces.
Now isn’t that true, is it?
Just lean back! Relax. close your eyes… imagine…
nothing but silence.
This is what keeps me alive!