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Murkymistymurky....
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Re-edited the disappointing one from last
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Not today...anotherday....
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Today...
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#latebird on a wire...
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The nonchalant watcher...
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Crows
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Tilted tower...
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"In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own fo
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''A road, a mile of kingdom, I am king Of banks and stones and every blooming thing.''✨ Patrick Kavanagh
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Salthill...
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#namethat_instatune ....is a game this week over at @instatune ...i have a tune picked for this image, but it would be interesting to see what others come up with...anyone want to play? :) it's running for the week...have a look :)
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Here is where...
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Walking...
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The conversation....✨
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Weatheringitwell....
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Autumn paths ... #invitingroads
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They'recoming afterme atapace.....
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“There were no embraces, because where there is great love there is often little display of it.” ― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
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~ The Golden Vale it's called, a swath of fertile country by the River Anner, the lands of Ballypatrick and Sliabh na mBan ("Mountain of the Women"). To the west lies Killusty, a blackened churchyard at a curve in the road, and, on the north face, Killurn
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“A woman is a branchy tree and man a singing wind; and from her branches carelessly he takes what he can find.” James Stephens (Irish poet and storyteller 1882-1950
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#invitingroads road to the summit....
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Horizonlines...
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Togetherapart...
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She's always there...in the background...
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River Suir....
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Tranquility....
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Sliabh na mBan again....
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More #littledetails...
