a little Celticness

Up at sparrowfart and airport bound to pick up son number 1- actually I got a cup of tea in bed while himself headed off towards Cork. Horrendous weather, wet and wild but son number 1 arrived in early and is now safely ensconced and chilling. The weather improved sufficiently for us to take a brisk if damp walk around the circuit.

I blipped early and in desperation thinking we wouldn't get out and I do like this little earring. It's tiny, made of silver and based on an early Celtic carving and made by a local jeweller. Himself bought it for me. I just love the look of gentle amazement and incredulity on his face.