A very slow correspondence

A letter to a friend that I have been writing for a very long time. A letter that grew too big for its britches (somewhat like its author). A letter that just oozes on and on rather than coming to end like a dignified letter would.

Saturday, December 31, 2005

New Year's Eve


My dad, Jen, Domhnaill, Mai, Lisa, Eoin... Seamus is inside.

Sligo, Ireland


That's my dad on the left...

Friday, December 30, 2005

Carrick-on-Shannon, Ireland

Carrick-on-Shannon