Stopped in Ballina for some wifi, then headed back north to the back roads for an open gate and quiet spot. Often wonder how many quiet travelers pass unknown through our environs without our knowledge. Listened to a man and woman have a row, car doors slamming and roaring off, kids playing sports, weed eaters, laughter, bicylists right over the hedge, then called it a night
Watched these little yellow flowers open in the morning. Waited for the sun to dry the dew.
Up the coast towards Enniscrone I ran into this. Didn't read the little sign thing cause I didn't really want to know
In the harbor was a forgotten dream
And towards Easly I saw this, reminded me of my sweet mint Julie, time for a pub later maybe
Shaken, not stirred