art Wicklow has a park just east of the main street that overlooks the Irish Sea. There are cannons from another era rusting in position and a small beach with multi-colored glass ground smooth by the action of the waves. Looks to have quite a few parties to have so much glass. We climbed about and sat on the benches and watched the waters. Every now and then a small sailboat was seen to the south heading out. There must have been a marina down that way but we didnít see it. A few big ships passed further out to sea.

Music: The Old Rambler

The Yellow Sailboat of Wicklow

The yellow sailboat headed out away from the shore to whereabouts unknown
Perhaps like me the skipper wanted to be taken to where the boat was blown

There is not much but emptiness in the Irish Sea
But from Ireland you can sail to England, France, Portugal, Spain, and beyond, which is fine with me.






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