Emerald Isle

Nice little story on this Dublin restaurant window…excuse my ghost image. My first trip to Ireland. What a place. The land, sights and especially the people were all amazing. The only thing I didn’t like was running into a thicket of stinging nettle.

Dream me a city where I can be myself.

Where brewery hops drift on the morning breeze, and a tin whistle swells your soul. Where the rain sparks the cobbles, laughter surrounds, and a nation’s woes are solved from a barstool.

Where tales grow taller, and old friends become new.

Where conversations start as the day ends.

Dream me a city, and I’ll show you Dublin.

And you will feel home.