Tuesday, 5 January 2010

Christmas is past but memories remain.

The view from my parents kitchen window means that you could never tire of peeling brussel sprouts.

Possibly the warmest and costiest room in Ireland and so we didn't dare leave it for more than a few hours at a time.

I ventured out in my pyjamas and slippers to take this pic. It is a scene I would love to paint one day as it always reminds me of the joy I feel on returning home.

1 comment:

  1. Oh it's lovely to see those views, looks like you had a magical Christmas.

    Hope all is well and Happy New Year!