I’d be lying if I said Christmas was my favourite time of year. Give me Autumn, late summer or Spring over Christmas any day because honestly, find this time of year to be the single most lonely and stressful time.
The strive for perfection I gave up on long ago but the idleness, the lack of routine and the copious amount of food, which I admit used to be a blessing just a couple of years ago, has become a source of stress and anxiety. That mixed with the weather, my non-existent sleeping pattern and the lack of socialisation (as so many of my friends have left Dublin for their homes all around the world) gives way to a path of crankiness, unfounded doubt and worry.
But today, I did something about it.
I’m tired of doing nothing and giving in to the agitation. So, we went to Glendalough, arguably the most magical place in Ireland and my Mum’s favourite place in the world.
No matter what time of year you go, Glendalough is gorgeous. It could be belting rain and it’ll still be beautiful with its tiny little waterfalls that only come out in heavy rain. When it’s sunny, everything shines and when it snows, that’s a completely different story.
This morning, we took a trip up to see Poulanass Waterfall (which was in its element) and Reefert Church which is dated back to 11th Century (but rebuilt some 100 years ago – and badly).
The morning gave me the respite that I had been needing since I came home for Christmas. I am so lucky to live in a place where these wonders are on my doorstep. The area is so peaceful and otherworldly, gives you that break from the world that so many of us need once in a while and I came home feeling more refreshed and like myself than I had in a while.
(The top part of the window is not 11th Century at all – it’s half of a millstone that someone some 100 years ago threw on top to fix it.)
(photos taken with Nikon D5300 & iPhone X)