It was a white christmas ....

Ferg and I went over to Ireland to celebrate Christmas 2010 with his family.  We had a lovely time and the threat of snow hung over our heads ... I woke up regularly in the middle of the night to see if the snow had droppped.  Four days after arriving in Ireland, we were in Wexford Town having a lovely cooked breakfast when the white stuff started to drop ... I was thrilled.  We quickly rushed around town running our errands and found we couldn't actually drive home, so we decided to book into a hotel and enjoy it without the worry of getting our car stuck.

Sheelah & Ferg in main street Wexford Town.

A foot of snow dropped in around 30 minutes ... Ferg in the thick of it.

Wexford Wharf and Fishing Boats lovely in white.

More snow the next day on Rosslare Strand Beach.

Me & Ferg on the white beach.

Where the snow meets the sand!

A beautiful sun set at north slob from Curracloe House, Wexford.

"Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind."
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge ~