A few of you have already come to see us, and we begin to hope that one day the steamers across the Atlantic will not go out full, but come back full, until some of you find your real home is here, and say as some of us say, like Finn to the woman of enchantments: “We would not give up our own country– Ireland– if we were to get the whole world as an estate, and the Country of the Young with it.”

— Augusta Gregory

This resonates with my own heart. When I visited Cushendall, I felt like I was coming home. The friends we made there felt like true friends, though we had less than a month to get to know them. The photos don’t include everyone we befriended. I wish we had a photo of each one.