Thanks :) I have a ridiculous amount of art saved to my computer, and the main reason for this blog was to share it with people. Yeah, you can subscribe to the feed here
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Wow you've been to Ireland! I'm jealous. Yeah, I'm really interested in visiting all these sacred sites, mainly to experience the atmosphere. I really like that Black Elk quote :)
Hmmm, I am not computer literate enough to know how to figure out how to subscribe to the feed. I just see lines and lines of computer language. :/ But I can simply visit your blog. :)
Ireland was an interesting place. The land itself felt so old. Everywhere it is green and grey. Different shades of green vegitation everywhere. And grey from the multitude of stone fences found throughout the country but especially the west where fences literally are found everywhere.. When the English took the best land, they told the Irish to "go to hell or go to Connaught" (the rugged western part of Ireland where the soil was particularly poor and rocky). Every spring, farmers "harvest" rocks driven up by the winter frost in order to plant more edible fare. Over generations, Irish farmers stacked these rocks into fences, which still divide so much of the land. Dublin is a great city too.
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Wow you've been to Ireland! I'm jealous. Yeah, I'm really interested in visiting all these sacred sites, mainly to experience the atmosphere. I really like that Black Elk quote :)
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Ireland was an interesting place. The land itself felt so old. Everywhere it is green and grey. Different shades of green vegitation everywhere. And grey from the multitude of stone fences found throughout the country but especially the west where fences literally are found everywhere.. When the English took the best land, they told the Irish to "go to hell or go to Connaught" (the rugged western part of Ireland where the soil was particularly poor and rocky). Every spring, farmers "harvest" rocks driven up by the winter frost in order to plant more edible fare. Over generations, Irish farmers stacked these rocks into fences, which still divide so much of the land. Dublin is a great city too.
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