When the Irish have a point of curiosity that they want you to clarify, they’ll often start their sentences with: “Now, come’ere-” (short for: “Now, come here”). Today, I’m gonna to do the same:
Now, come’ere: How does the sky know to shuffle itself into perfectly aligned sheets of alternating grey, blue and grey? I just think it’s the most cleverest thing. #lovelysaturdaymorning
