Pure White Pleasure
Light flurries of snow.
Snow flakes floating into your face.
Coming in from the cold.
Home.
Going out into the cold bright day.
The sign above our front door going out: "Dun Na nGall Donegal 1" - I mile. Or (less than) 1 day away.
Donegal.
Fanad Head. Port Salon beach. The sea arch just north of there.
That day I watched the sea weed swirling around my feet (by the arch), browns and greens and eddies of water in a PERFECT MOMENT. Noah and Dylan were playing by the water's edge with Una nearby.
