Well, today is a sad day for us.  We learned this morning of the passing of my mother's dear friend Annie Burke of Inver, Donegal.  We are fortunate to have know Annie, she was a font of information about our family in Donegal, even though she herself wasn't a Gallagher or Sweeny.  She and her husband were great friends with my mother's Uncle Hugh and her daughter, Teresa Flynn, wrote Hugh's letters to America and elsewhere for many years.  We are fortunate to know Teresa and really feel for her loss now.  Annie lived a good life and will be buried in the same cemetery as my mother in Frosses, Donegal.  I hope they have already met in heaven.

I was thinking to go to Donegal this morning but Annie is being buried pretty quickly tomorrow morning at 11 and there's just no way to get there without making a two day trip.  We are planning a trip to Frosses at the end of the month, in conjunction with my memoir writing class in Sligo, so have sent flowers and will be sure to visit when we're there then.

In more mundane news, we have successfully moved to Ballsbridge and have pretty much settled into our new duplex.  There are still some small adjustments to be made but we are pretty settled in.  Although it's more expensive than the last place, it's a much more vibrant area, a bigger kitchen and we have some outdoor space, so that's all to the good.  Pictures here.