My interpretation of a picture of Torc Waterfall near Killarney in Ireland that my sister sent me. Here is what she sent me-The waterfalls is pretty big- note the person standing about half way down.

 
   
  And here's what I painted- I put a small little person about half way down as well, wearing a Stetson.

It's me, because in my world, I can be anything & anywhere that I please.

  
 

A small gray squirrel suns himself on a rock, and has his lunch. Can you find him?  He's on the left side of the base of the falls, about 3 rocks up.  Gray on grey! Click on the picture to see a larger one, and find that squirrel!.

  
  A 16X20" print, suitable for framing, can be yours for $50.00  
   
 

 

"If you clicked PLAY, you're listening to "Whiskey in the Jar"  It is a famous Irish traditional song, usually set in the Cork and Kerry mountains, about a highwayman who is betrayed by his wife or lover. One of the most widely performed traditional Irish songs, it has been recorded by professional artists since the 1950s, but was first given wide exposure by the Irish folk band The Dubliners who performed it internationally as a signature song, and recorded it on three albums in the 1960s. Building on the success of the Dubliners, the Irish rock band Thin Lizzy hit the Irish and British pop charts with the song in the early 1970s, and the American heavy metal band Metallica brought it to a wider rock audience in 1998. It is sung with many variants on locations and names; Lyrics are below.

 

  
  As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said "Stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya"
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money yeah and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she loved me no never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, yeah, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my Molly with me, but I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Yeah, whiskey, yo, whiskey...
Oh-oh, ya
Now some men like a fishin', but some men like the fowlin'
Some men like to hear, to hear the cannonball a-roarin'
But me, I like sleepin', `specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ha, ya
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, hey
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da
Musha rain dum-a-doo dum-a-da, ya