| Trees border the vault of the sky with their waving green weaving on your left. |
| A speaker sits on a low stone table against this wall of the courtyard; wires from it go back in amongst the stones and disappear. From it, the rushing notes of a flute and a fiddle, as well as other instruments, echo gaily throughout the courtyard, no doubt audible some distance indoors as well. |
| If you listen to it long enough, you notice that while it never repeats the same tune, the music is all Celtic of one type or another. |
| When the wind blows, you can hear a stone-on-wood rolling sound coming from your right . . . |
(Last remodeled 5/28/02000)