Three weeks ago today we got on a flight from Copenhagen and landed in Dublin. It seemed like any other visit we have made over the last 3 years, but this time, it was a one way ticket. This time we took more luggage, including two bikes. This time, we are here to stay. Almost a month has passed, like a dream. There has been so many new faces, smells, challenges and surprises and so many memories which pop up at unexpected times. But we are taking each day, one at a time, and doing our best to remember why we made the decision to move to Ireland. What it is we want from this chapter in our lives. More family time, more mountain time, more wild time. Here’s my “best of” so far, which involves a lot of family, hills, birds, bikes, a bit of exercise and the odd dead thing.
Maybe we should have brought a Danish one, so we don’t forget the colours!?
Sorting out our lives
Leaving one family to be closer to another
Jeg glemmer aldrig hvor godt vi havde det på kisumvej med familien
Happy to be in Dublin with all our luggage and two bikes!
Last step of the journey, taken seriously!
One of our new house mates – Suzie
Bikes and nails don’t really go together!
The bikes have featured heavily in our first 3 weeks, but also some walking, when flat tyres appear
Exploring the back roads by bike I fell in love with stone walls all over again!
A view and a half!
Exploring our new local patch at Ravensdale
It is a magical place, better than I remember!
Exercise out in the open, top of our list
Sisterly competition at Dundalk Park Run
Sisters who run, sometimes!
Some things never change!
What’s a garden without a bird feeder?!
Keeping busy in the garden
DIY table for sunny breakfast, lunch, dinner or a nap!
Coastal wander to visit a tern colony, with typical Irish sunshine (showers)
Lunch in the hills, when ever we get the chance
Wonderful finds on the roadside…
An unlucky pygmy shrew, spotted on the road side
Bridge gazing around Ravensdale
You never know what you might see from a bridge!
Volunteering with BirdWatch Ireland to meet some people and talk birds!
Hawthorn, the perfume of Irish country lanes!