Blue Eyes

A long time ago in the land across the sea on the southern coast of Ireland was a fishing village. There lived a young man; he was of sturdy build with black hair and eyes. His name was Evan. In that village also lived a girl with blond hair and blue eyes. Evan for some time had fancied this blond hair blue eyed lass more then any other girl he knew. One day he got up the courage to tell her how he felt. When he did tell the blond hair blue eyed lass, she just laughed, called him a silly boy, turned and left. Evan could not bear being in the village any longer, so he put what few things he had to call his own in to his boat and sailed up the coast till he came to shores he did not know. There on the side of the hill close to the sea Evan got a cottage. He spent his days there quietly. Getting up. Having breakfast. Going out in his boat. Coming back to shore. Bring in the nets. Go to the nearest village to sell his fish. Come back. Tend the nets. Have dinner. Go to bed. Then do it all over again the next day…