Tuesday, April 19, 2011

A perfect morning in Holy Week

The early morning mist is lifting off the fields in Tipperary as if the spirits were rushing home.

The rising sun makes it almost impossible to look out the train window.

Contrails zigzagging across the sky.

It is a perfect morning no matter what lies ahead.

168 km/h to Heuston and then 15 km/h to work. Another perspective.

1 comment:

Elizabeth Mitchell said...

Michael,

Once again, a nice few words in this article. Keep it up!

Elizabeth

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