We had one of those Meath winter days on Sunday. The kind where you can’t see 10 feet ahead of you. Everything goes spooky, and quiet. When you wander into a field, you quickly lose touch with the modern world, and it’s like stepping back in time.
We had one of those Meath winter days on Sunday. The kind where you can’t see 10 feet ahead of you. Everything goes spooky, and quiet. When you wander into a field, you quickly lose touch with the modern world, and it’s like stepping back in time.
