Alas! Our weekend workshop for the Irish language has come to an end, along with the embargo on outbound e-mail. I'll be heading home shortly, after having taken upon myself the role of official historian of this year's event. When I have some time, I'll put together a slide show for the participants, complete with music and the 100+ pictures I took with my digital camera.

The workshop itself was a blast, even if I have neglected my language studies due to my blogging of late. I found I hadn't lost much from my skills ... not that there was that much to lose, of course. I even led a halting and somewhat off-key rendition of 'Whiskey In The Jar' (no offense to my partner here, of course) and a somewhat more confident version of 'Molly Malone' at the traditional Saturday-night céilí.

I found time to go on a couple of trail walks during the weekend, and even though I got eaten alive by the bugs, the scenery here is beautiful. Here's a good picture of the early-morning view of the hills right behind St. Mary's (and right behind me, in this picture):

My shirt, BTW, reads 'Tír na Gaeilge Reoite', or Land of Frozen Irish.

More later, when I return. Lá deas a bheith agaibh, agus beannachtaí Dia dhaoibh!

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