I am back in California sinking with my fellow citizens beneath the waves of red ink, jetlagged and scratchy from a persistent chest cold, but gratified that the speaking trip to Ireland and London was (I think), quite successful. Here are a few photos I took for your (hoped for) enjoyment. Thanks to all SHSers for your continuing support. We are growing, but more about that another time.
Here is a light pole in Dublin. I like the color matching with the (rare) blue sky:
I play with my face and the dome at the Dublin City Hall.
Not your typical staid statue in Dublin.
A foggy morning in Maynooth.
Pub food!
Isle of Wight
There is only one London.
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