One morning last July
Down a boithrin green came a sweet cailin,
And she smiled as she passed me by...
An old boithrin--Irish for "a narrow country lane"--bordered by fuchsia hedges, runs to a small burial ground set among traditional pastures, and passes a holiday cottage on the way. Not far from Tahilla, Ireland.
Happy Saint Patrick's Day!
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)
Image attribution: John Gibson