What's that? Sheep on rolling green hills. Cool.
Who did I pet? That's right. I pet you, fluffy black faced sheep begging to have the gate unlocked.
Today was awesome, for a multitude of reasons beyond the sheep but you'll have to wait until later to hear about them. Because I'm tired, we've been out and about since 8am and it is now 11:53pm, and I'm not in the best of humours.
Oh wait, one more thing. We went to the Abbey Theatre to see Translations, which is why we were out so late, and here is a picture of the theatre as we were leaving. At 10pm.
That, to the left, is definitely a picture outside at 10pm. No flash needed. Just so you have a visual of why we're all thrown off when guessing what time it is.
Later you'll get a great detailed post about today, inclulding the trip to Newgrange, Slane, Tara Hill, and Translations. But I'm off for now. Laundry time.