A sunny, warm afternoon spent hiking the hills and trails with my sturdy Oboz Sawtooth trail boots led me along the great expanse of a beautiful blue lough. The singing birds and the sun glinting off the waves was the perfect backdrop for a St. Patrick’s Day walk. The air was brisk though, and I was indeed grateful for my Irish SeaFaring Sweater. This 100% Shetland wool garment was hand spun in Bonniconlon, County Mayo and it’s roomy ribbed design provides warmth for even the most active deckhand. It’s rich emerald color evokes memories of Ireland’s rolling hills and brought a tear to my eye as I just, for a few moments, heard the lilting sounds of a tin whistle in the distance.
“I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.”
— W.B. Yeats,The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I should write for J. Peterman. Seriously.