Yesterday I passed through Granard, and stopped for a very touristy photo-opportunity at the Market House, where the Granard Balls were held in the 1780s, which gathered together the last of the old Irish harpers.
Category: Places
Dairsie Castle, by Kemback
Today we cycled over to Cupar for various bits & bobs. On the way home this afternoon at about sunset time, the mist was rising on the fields -the air was very still and humid, and the grass and leaves were all encased in droplets of water.