October the twentieth dawned clearish and bright like any number of days. But I was unaware of this fact. Yes, in the year 2011, on the twenty-second anniversary of my existence, I forgot my birthday. Which sounds completely pathetic, but I don’t mind a bit. I’ve never been keen on having a day dedicated to having a profusion of attention focused on myself. So being in another country, with people who don’t know my date of birth, and not paying particular attention to a calendar was a satisfactory birthday indeed. I spent most of the day in the process of deworming goats. Which, isn’t as unpleasant as it sounds.
I am becoming really fond of the goats. It took hardly any time to learn their names, and a few days later Liam and I could take them to pasture ourselves because ‘they know us now’. And they do. They walk confidently and trustingly along with us and they eagerly reciprocate our affection. Goats are lovely animals. Despite determining not to have favorites, there is a trio that has definitely secured a special place in my heart. Carraig, Oilean, and Kedra are their names. That said, I am honestly pretty attached to all of them.
Ed’s son is nearly an official fisherman, and he’s given me the task of making up his fishing lines. Apparently men are inferior at (or incapable of) tying fancy knots. Thank you mom, for teaching us knot-work. Homeschooling for the absolute win. So anyways, the list of jobs for which I am qualified continues to expand.
Ed is pretty involved in the betterment of Ireland, and he left today for a couple of days trip to Dublin. Which left Liam and I to manage Cleire Goats by ourselves. We did pretty well in my entirely inexpert opinion. For dinner I made pancakes. Neither Liam nor Duncan had ever experienced plate-sized pancakes before. They are officially enlightened.
On Wednesday we weren’t to open the shop, and since neither Ed nor Duncan were around to supply us with tasks to do, we had the day to do what we liked. Liam opted to catch up on How I Met Your Mother (I’m not bitter about him being on the latest season…), and so I slipped off down to the cliffs. I was informed later that Ed in fact owns all of the land that I explored. Which is amazing. How could anyone own such a gorgeous stretch of land? It just so happens that I discovered my favorite place on earth.
There is this sort of T-shaped peninsula thing, which I was initially hesitant to venture onto because….it’s really high. And the passage onto it is thinnish. And yes, there are sharp rocks at the bottom. But I did, because I like cliffs. And I apparently can no longer be bothered with danger. So, yeah, I found this secluded alcove cut down into the rock there. It is composed of half-sun, half-shade, partially sheltered from the wind, and carpeted with super soft, bug-less grass. Basically the perfect place to lay and just think. And…I wish I could just teleport there whenever I desired.