The sun came out yesterday. Despite the wind tossing gravel into my face, it was quite pleasant.
I took the long route through a park to get to the shops (to look at nothing in particular).
It never dulls seeing flowers in bloom this early in the year, where New England is still mostly buried in feet of snow.
Equally, thrilled at my discovery today, wild edibles!
Of course, I wouldn’t go picking anything from the park, but the comforting familiarity of these early spring gourmet ‘greens’ fills me with nostalgic longing for the woods of Vermont as a girl.
I’ll be in those woods again in the next month for certain to visit family, I feel somewhat guilty for wanting somewhere else when I’m traveling.
Soon I will he traveling to the UK to visit on if my company’s European offices. I look forward to exploring a new city.
We finally settled on the engagement ring.
Comically, it was the first brand I saw and liked around the Christmas holiday.
Initially, I had seen a necklace, with two gold rings made to look like branches, interlocked. I asked the attendants at the jewelry shop in the Mall at Dundrum, but they hadn’t any rings in that style and they weren’t sure if such a thing existed, but they directed the fiancé and I to their larger shop in the the ‘city center’.
I’m not sure why they hadn’t also suggested that ‘Chupi‘ was a local brand with a fairly reasonable collection at the Powerscourt Townhouse.
A big selling point for me is knowing a company is smaller, more local and artisan. My inner hipster yearns for something unique, and my inner hippie cries out for a more ethical product.
In the end we chose a petite gold hawthorn branch ring with a little emerald stone.
It will take up to 3 weeks before I receive it however, since it needed to be sized to my child sized fingers.
I’m heading back to Ireland in less than two weeks.
I’d love to paint the romantic picture of a scenic countryside amidst thatched cottage communities full of old gentlemen with tweed caps and aran jumpers. But that’s not the Ireland I see and know.
While the postcards would have you imagine a picturesque fantasy, which might yet exist in areas I’ve not yet been, I’ll be steering you towards the familiar scene of Dublin City and suburb where I spend most of my time with my fiancé.
A different picture entirely.
Travel to and from is less glamorous for me when it’s not just to enjoy tourist gems. It’s my second home for the time being. And, although it’s still two weeks before I fly out, I like to start planning and packing for the trip at this stage, to avoid the last minute rush around of last minute ‘to dos’, instead, spending my night before leaving placing items neatly stacked on the side into my bag and cleaning up my apartment before abandoning it to the ‘watcher’ for 3 weeks.
This is also the time to pickup any necessary gifts or travel items.
I’ve a full weekend since my fiancé asked for new track suit bottoms from target, and my UK coworkers asked me to purchase a few cosmetics that are hard to find on their Island.
I bought sticks from whole foods market for 10$ the other day, the only batch without blossoms. Buds furled tightly still like little fists.
I’ve become one of ‘those’ girls.
“One of ‘those’ girls would have spent 1000 dollars and would have just bought sticks…not flowering sticks.” My friend Thom assured me.
I decided to agree for the sake of my own vanity.
….Besides; they’re now quite lovely.