Shades of Green and Blue: Dingle, Ireland
I have so much I want to share about Ireland. So many new experiences and memories. And yet I haven’t felt compelled to turn on my computer in weeks. Instead I’ve been drawing maps and painting in the quick sketches I did in my sketchbook. I’ve been binding paper together, and putting photographs (real ones) in a handmade scrapbook. There is just something so off-putting and unnatural to me about technology right now.
I think Dingle is to blame.
For five days, Luke and I explored the Dingle peninsula, a green and hilly area in the southwest corner of Ireland. We had no car, no laptops and no appointments or commitments. Freedom in the truest sense.
In Dingle, sheep dot the quilt-like landscape like cotton balls, and strong waves crash against jagged cliffs. The people are kind and things move slowly. Everything feels infinitely wide open and fresh. The perfect place to lose yourself and find yourself all at once.
I’m still in the process of writing my stories, but I desperately want to share something so here are some photos. I took hundreds but these ones stand out the most to me.
What do you think? Have you ever been to Ireland? How do you feel about technology and travel?