Heaven’s reflex Killarney.
Angels fold their wings and rest
In this Eden of the West.”
Mike roused me rudely from my dreams by remarking:
“These two angels haven’t folded their wings from the looks of things. See how the ground flies past.”
I laughed good-naturedly and gradually woke up from the spell of the beauteous Lakes of Killarney.
I pulled out my watch. It was 6:20. A short time later we caught sight of the railroad between Killarney and Tralee and followed it about 100 feet above the tracks.
Blarney Castle