It is astounding how different a place Howth was from when we arrived early afternoon and departed late evening. Our arrival was greeted by a fog that made everything past a few hundred feet nonexistent in our minds. Mist swept down from The Summit as we made our ascent to the top. The higher we climbed the more the fog seemed to clear as the sun attempted to make it’s way through the clouds. When we returned to the small town resting at the bottom of the cliff walk it had become a completely different place. You never would have thought a few hours ago the entire harbor was shrouded with a dense fog. I also could not believe how close we were to Ireland’s Eye, which before had been no where insight but now was only a couple hundred kilometers away. I have been extremely grateful for the fortunate weather that I know will not last much longer, but we were very lucky to see such a magnificent place under such unique circumstances. The patterns of nature, while unpredictable, greatly influence one’s perception of place. At first Howth seemed like a mysterious region of Dublin with a dangerous cliff made more perilous by the impeding fog. But after it cleared, the entire town seemed more cheery and a couple seals even poked their heads out in the harbor. While this was the same place regardless of whether or not the sun was shining, my perception and mood was altered by the drastic change in weather. I have to say I like Howth Harbor, rain or shine.

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