Wicklow

This is the road to Wicklow, a mountain area near Dublin. We took a bus tour so that we wouldn't have to worry about driving on the wrong side of the road. We faced that challenge eventually, but we wanted to delay the inevitable as long as possible.

Some of the trees were just starting to leaf out after a long winter.

This section below was so cold it was almost unreal. Not much grew there.
The bus made a few stops along the way. This was my favorite stop. In order to see what I wanted to see, I had to run, stop, take a picture and then run some more. Repeat about twenty times. That's the downside of a tour. I prefer to decide how long I will look at something.
There are no shortages of graveyards in Ireland. This was just one of many. Most of the stones were no longer readable.
This was a tiny church nearby. I wish that I had had time to read the signs and find out more about the area and how old it was, but I had to keep running. If I had been smart, I would have taken pictures of the signs and read them later. Next time.

This a shockingly green swath of lawn that was kept mowed by sheep.