I did not know that you were a lass of the emerald isle! You write with a bit of poetic lilt, just as I imagine faint music chimes in your voice.

Ireland was amazing. When there were blue skies, it was so incredibly beautiful, but when it was stormy the world seemed to be a different place. Just like the people I met there, incredibly warm and friendly, but there is the hint of those dark storms in their humor (and Porter as you said…).

Rest ye gentle, sleep ye sound..

Two of my favorite authors hail from there: Anne Mccaffrey (Dragonriders of Pern) and William Butler Yeats (an Irish Airman foresees his death)