Sunset Over Mullins Hill

I went to my parent’s house yesterday afternoon for lunch and while everyone else was watching Ireland’s ill-fated rugby match against France I slipped away to take a few photographs. I decided to go and visit an old haunt from my younger years, Mullins Hill, where I used to go wandering for hours. It’s a bleak little hill really, not much there other than rocks, ferns and gorse, but it has the most amazing panoramic views of Dublin and the Wicklow Mountains and it was perfect for teenage angsty dreaming.
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