This is Ireland, with a "wee bit" of sun to brighten things up.
This is the wild and beautiful Dingle coast in the west of Ireland. Note the rain shower in the back ground. The little ray of sun didn't last long.

This old fishing boat was beached long ago in the colorful village of Cobh. Cobh is on an Island just east of Cork. Cobh is interesting because it was the last port of call for the Titanic.

Another brief period of wonderful sunlight. This was taken in Northern Ireland just out side of Ballycastle. It was a short walk through the field to the cliffs overlooking the coast, but by the time I got there, the sun was gone and it was raining.

The Ulster American Folk Park, near Omagh, is well worth the price of admission. It celebrates the hardship of the Irish and the migration to America. It surrounds the farm home of Thomas Mellon who later came to the states where he rose to wealth and fame as a philanthropist.

These rowboats were tied along a creek near the Ross Castle at Killarney.

The Irish do pubs better than anyone. We found these Irish musicians in Dublin's famous Oliver St. John Gogarty pub in the Temple Bar area. As these musicians attest, Guinness is the brew of choice. You can sit in the small pub and sip your brew, then go upstairs to the restaurant and enjoy great traditional Irish food like bacon (ham) and cabbage or Irish Stew.

The harbor of the colorful village of Kinvarra, across the bay from Galway, wasn't so colorful when I captured this scene on an early rainy morning. Dunguaire Castle is in the background. This castle has been restored and now features a traditional Irish evening of dinner, drink, music and dancing. We had reservations there, but somehow they were "lost," much to our disappointment.

The brooding Ross Castle. It dominates the shore of Killarney's Lower Lake. Known as a tower house, it dates to the 15th century. It has has a facinating history, and has been partially restored. Tours are available.

I've never been a Yeats fan, but a friend asked us to bring back a Souvenir of Yeats. It just so happened that our route took us by Yeats' burial place near Sligo in Northern Ireland.