Lost In Nature: Ireland

Lost In Nature: Ireland

When we think of Ireland, we don’t think of Guinness. Nor Irish pubs. Not even Dublin. We think of landscapes. We think of rain. Drizzle. Fog. Wind. Cloudburst. We think of green and blue. Sheep and razorbill. Ruins on the hilltop.

We visited Ireland for the first time this May. We spent two weeks road tripping the Wild Atlantic Way, exploring Irish castles, national parks and rural towns. In this photo essay we share with you why we fell for Ireland.

Killarney National Park, Ireland

Ireland means green to us. Lush green.


It also means grazing sheep. Everywhere.


Wild landscapes from Jane Austen books.

Glenveagh National Park, Ireland

Donegal, Ireland

The blue ocean.

Howth Peninsula, Ireland

Astonishing coastal views.

Slieve League Cliffs, Ireland

Sudden storms.

Slieve League Cliffs, Ireland

Vibrant wildflowers covering the meadows.

Killary Fjord, Ireland

Ever-changing clouds in the blue sky, reflecting in calm lakes.

Killarney National Park, Ireland

Landscapes that look a bit like on the Moon.

Burren National Park, Ireland

Turquoise bays. Sea pinks blooming on the coastal cliffs.

Ring of Kerry, Ireland

Ancient ruins in harmony with nature.

Rock of Cashel, Ireland

Well, and there are those times when it doesn’t really matter what surrounds you, because you can barely see anything. 😛 (In this case, it’s the cliffs of Moher that we couldn’t see.)

Cliffs of Moher, Ireland

Have you ever been to Ireland? What did you like there the most?


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