High Winds

I spent a good part of the afternoon watching the kite surfers as they plied their way up and down the beach like ducks on an old fairground attraction....falling every so often only to rise again and resume the circular route...I found it quite soothing and an environment where I could marshal my thoughts.
I was invited to to the Salty Dog for a blues band and then by another friend to Blue Bar for a more laid back live band... Somehow I managed to miss both and instead stayed home.
In the morning it will be Tara in Co Meath for the pagan drumming or breakfast with some of the lads I never got to meet tonight....just saying