As with all of our visitors, we maintain a heavy schedule to be sure to hit all of the sights. Lynne's visit has been no different.
On Saturday, despite the overcast sky and threat of showers, we headed down to Powerscourt Waterfall.
After doing a bit of cooking in preparation for a real American Steak Dinner for Dervla and her family and setting Maggie up for an afternoon of studying for her finals (only one week away!), Lynne, Sheila, Johnny and I headed down to the Wicklows for a picnic under a fantastic waterfall.
We stopped off at the famous Avoca to grab some sandwiches and headed in, making one stop at the Waterfall Farm Shop.
This is my alter-life. I'd love to live in a rural, gorgeous, quiet area with a load of animals and living healthily off the land.
Of course, I have zero farming skills.
And I love big cities.
Now you all have a glimpse into the strange dichotomy that is Lisa's personality.
Check out the Website for the Waterfall Farm Shop and their blog. The farm is located in the midst of an iconic glen in the Wicklows not far from the cute little town of Enniskerry and just off of the Wicklow Way. From their shop you can see green hills dotted with little white sheep. You can hear the bleating of their goats and the clucking of their chickens in the back yard.
Here is a little snippet from their blog:
"Waterfall Farm is nestled in one of the most beautiful parts of Wicklow, the Glencree Valley. This 170 acre farm is owned by young, full-time sheep farmer Michael Keegan and his wife Hannah. The fields have been farmed by members of the Keegan family for generations.
On Saturday, despite the overcast sky and threat of showers, we headed down to Powerscourt Waterfall.
After doing a bit of cooking in preparation for a real American Steak Dinner for Dervla and her family and setting Maggie up for an afternoon of studying for her finals (only one week away!), Lynne, Sheila, Johnny and I headed down to the Wicklows for a picnic under a fantastic waterfall.
We stopped off at the famous Avoca to grab some sandwiches and headed in, making one stop at the Waterfall Farm Shop.
This is my alter-life. I'd love to live in a rural, gorgeous, quiet area with a load of animals and living healthily off the land.
Of course, I have zero farming skills.
And I love big cities.
Now you all have a glimpse into the strange dichotomy that is Lisa's personality.
Check out the Website for the Waterfall Farm Shop and their blog. The farm is located in the midst of an iconic glen in the Wicklows not far from the cute little town of Enniskerry and just off of the Wicklow Way. From their shop you can see green hills dotted with little white sheep. You can hear the bleating of their goats and the clucking of their chickens in the back yard.
Here is a little snippet from their blog:
"Waterfall Farm is nestled in one of the most beautiful parts of Wicklow, the Glencree Valley. This 170 acre farm is owned by young, full-time sheep farmer Michael Keegan and his wife Hannah. The fields have been farmed by members of the Keegan family for generations.
Come and visit the farm shop which is open Saturday and Sunday 10am to 5pm where you can buy some of
the best quality foods – sourced directly from farmers and producers –
in Ireland. Bring your children to see our farm animals beside the shop, or you can attend the farm courses that take place throughout the year.
Visiting Waterfall Farm is free. We believe that everyone should have the chance to experience life on a traditional, working, family-run Irish farm so please come with your family and friends to enjoy our farm and shop."
We stopped for some fresh eggs and to feed their animals for a bit.
Then we headed to the waterfall.
"Powerscourt Waterfall is Ireland's highest at 121m (398ft). It is set in one of Ireland's most beautiful parklands at the foothills of the Wicklow Mountains. As you drive from the gatelodge towards the Waterfall you are surrounded by Beech, Oak, Larch and Pine trees some of which were planted over 200 years ago. Look out for the Giant Redwoods, which are native to Northern California where they may grow up to 80m high and live for 4,000 years so they are still youngsters!"
Of course we had to drag Johnny out of the house... And then had to drag him away from the waterfall because it was so much fun. We had our picnic, climbed around the rocks, explored the waterfall, played Frisbee, kicked the soccer ball and hadn't even gotten to the playground before it was time to head back for Oscar and his family for dinner.
It must be a kid thing to initially NOT want to do something. To be skeptical. To resist.
There's a chess class at Johnny's school on Friday afternoons that Pearce and Oscar do and that I encouraged Johnny to join. Naturally, he didn't want to. He said he didn't know how and couldn't be talked into it.
The other day I bought a little chess set.
Guess what he's been doing nonstop.
I even just purchased the book "How to Beat Your Dad at Chess" to learn opening moves.
We ended the night with a real taste from home. Lynne accomplished a feat by getting steaks from Omaha through customs. I've been crabbing about the beef here since we arrived. I guess I'm just spoiled being from Nebraska. Anyway, it was a lovely reminder of all the good things at home and it was fun to share them (she brought five HUGE steaks that we cut in half and STILL didn't finish). We topped it off with Lynne's homemade cheesecake.
A lovely day in Ireland.
Visiting Waterfall Farm is free. We believe that everyone should have the chance to experience life on a traditional, working, family-run Irish farm so please come with your family and friends to enjoy our farm and shop."
We stopped for some fresh eggs and to feed their animals for a bit.
Then we headed to the waterfall.
"Powerscourt Waterfall is Ireland's highest at 121m (398ft). It is set in one of Ireland's most beautiful parklands at the foothills of the Wicklow Mountains. As you drive from the gatelodge towards the Waterfall you are surrounded by Beech, Oak, Larch and Pine trees some of which were planted over 200 years ago. Look out for the Giant Redwoods, which are native to Northern California where they may grow up to 80m high and live for 4,000 years so they are still youngsters!"
Of course we had to drag Johnny out of the house... And then had to drag him away from the waterfall because it was so much fun. We had our picnic, climbed around the rocks, explored the waterfall, played Frisbee, kicked the soccer ball and hadn't even gotten to the playground before it was time to head back for Oscar and his family for dinner.
It must be a kid thing to initially NOT want to do something. To be skeptical. To resist.
There's a chess class at Johnny's school on Friday afternoons that Pearce and Oscar do and that I encouraged Johnny to join. Naturally, he didn't want to. He said he didn't know how and couldn't be talked into it.
The other day I bought a little chess set.
Guess what he's been doing nonstop.
I even just purchased the book "How to Beat Your Dad at Chess" to learn opening moves.
We ended the night with a real taste from home. Lynne accomplished a feat by getting steaks from Omaha through customs. I've been crabbing about the beef here since we arrived. I guess I'm just spoiled being from Nebraska. Anyway, it was a lovely reminder of all the good things at home and it was fun to share them (she brought five HUGE steaks that we cut in half and STILL didn't finish). We topped it off with Lynne's homemade cheesecake.
A lovely day in Ireland.
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