Baa Baa, Black Sheep

I’m baa-ck! I’d like to bleat every detail of my trip, but I’m too tired. Upon my return to U.S. soil two weeks ago, my days transformed from seeing sheep on every hillside to nights spent counting them in a desperate attempt to adjust to the time difference. My cousin Emily was also in Ireland …

The Tower

Author's note: I am headed to Ireland early next week with my mother Kate--my sister Ann will join us, along with many cousins, aunts, and uncles for an informal family reunion. I haven't been back to the ould sod in 21 years, and I am pumped--for brown bread, the best cream in the world, 19 …