Beyond the Gate

A wild night, and a dark dull day but hey - I had my Irish lesson. First a meet up with Robert and Finola in the Riverside Cafe in Skibbereen and Finola tested us on our homework!  Strong coffee needed and by the time we've finished I fear I've peaked. Pól remains infinitely good natured and patient and I suppose some things are going in. 

I often pass this rather ornate gate - it's painted in many layers of deep green and I like it's unexpected flourishes. It doesn't particularly seem to lead anywhere but there is a bit of a track, now blocked by fallen trees and ivy. There's an old house next door, now impenetrable due to foliage - I speak from experience. 

Beyond the Fence