How Quick Time Flies
It feels just like yesterday that I stepped foot on Irish soil prepared for the journey ahead. That was almost five months ago. I have less than a week left in Ireland and two days left at work. At every new journey I think time will turn just right, but it always goes too fast. My time at Mount Juliet has been great. In this final week I keep remembering my time here.
So far this week I have mowed greens, tees and fairways. I also helped spray greens and mowed some rough with the TurfCat. Today I rode around with Aidan getting a little tour of the estate. We visited the new pump house that was put in place to accommodate new housing. Aidan said it has not been as good as the previous pump, but was necessary to put in. Then we toured the other side of the river, Ballylinch Stud Farm. We drove through the paddocks and fields to the clay shooting and archery and the end of the estate. In years past the shooting was great fun he said and even brought the guys out for a treat. Now the place is overgrown and unkept. Next we went to the cemetery that has been the burial grounds of the estate family for centuries. A very cool place to visit and has a tranquil feel among the graves. As we drove around the stud farm and land Aidan and I talked about what has been going on at Mount Juliet and what may happen. Currently the estate is officially broken up into Mount Juliet the 400 acres including the golf course on that side of the river and Ballylinch Stud on the other side composed of 1,100 acres of pasture and woods. So here's to the last few days of work and time in Ireland.
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