The Blasket Islands

I'm a sucker for islands.  Always have been, probably always will.

I grew up in western NY and, as a kid, the only islands I knew about where the Thousand Islands.  One summer, my parents took my brothers and I on a boat trip through the St. Lawrence Seaway.  I was maybe five or six, but I'll never forget it.

Boldt Castle stole my heart and my imagination.  I daydreamed about living there when I grew up.

Apparently, I haven't grown up yet, but I am living on an island.  Unfortunately, it does not include a castle, but I plan to add that to my husband's to-do list.  He's retired and has plenty of time to build us a castle.

I'm still in love with the whole idea of an island...it's magical to me.

Guess what?  Ireland is an island.

Guess what else?  Off the coast, are the Blasket Islands, which as luck would have it, are also islands.  I bet you couldn't guess that from their clever name.

These particular islands are unfortunately no longer inhabited (at least by the living), but they are stunningly beautiful.  Lauren and I will add a day to our walk so that we can ferry out to the islands to explore.

Ghost hunting anyone?