My son tours art galleries and sends me photos of anything he thinks will interest me. Today heβs at the National Portrait Gallery and he sent this. One of my heroes and a great American.
Early autumn Sunday morning on the east coast - cold enough for a jacket, but you can still go barefoot. Always worth it to see the sun pop out of the Atlantic.
Youβre looking at the water supply for the city of Belfast way up in the Mountains of Mourne in County Down. No leprechauns found at the end of the rainbow.
