Bitty Blythe middie doll sitting on a rock with forest in the background. She has long, silver hair, a white blouse, and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders, striped stockings, and black combat boots.

Bitty Blythe’s Adventures: St. Stephen’s Green, Dublin

October 27, 2023 Blythe Comments 0 Comment

Hello, lovely creepies!

Bitty Blythe and I made it to Ireland and are getting settled in. We did some exploring around Dublin City. After walking around for a while, we stumbled into St. Stephen’s Green.

Bitty Blythe, the middie Blythe doll, takes a selfie in a forested park. Her face with grey eyes and silver hair takes up the bottom right corner, with greenery in the background. She is wearing a lacy white blouse and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders. — “Hi! Dia duit!” Bitty takes a selfie.

This beautiful park in the middle of a busy city was an instant relief from the hustle and bustle. I love Dublin, and I love city days, but I’m a feral forest girl at heart, and so is Bitty Blythe. So, it was wonderful to find some calm, duck ponds, and pretty trees.

Bitty Blythe stands in front of a duck pond. She has long, silver hair, a white blouse, and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders, striped stockings, and black combat boots.

We started off taking a rest on some rocks under a tree. It was a partly cloudy day, which is my favorite kind. It makes everything moody and mysterious.

And then we found some mysterious paths and stairs that looked straight out of fairyland. Bitty is definitely not up to any mischief. Not at all. Certainly.

Bitty Blythe standing next to a gate by a path leading into the woods. She has long, silver hair, a white blouse, and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders, striped stockings, and black combat boots.

Bitty Blythe standing at the bottom of mysterious, moss-covered stone steps. She has long, silver hair, a white blouse, and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders, striped stockings, and black combat boots.

Bitty ran ahead up the stairs and I had to hunt for her. She is sweet but not always well-behaved, which only makes me like her more. The suspicion that she’s fae grows deeper. This is where I found her:

Bitty Blythe sitting in a tree, looking suspicious. She has long, silver hair, a white blouse, and a polka-dot skirt with suspenders, striped stockings, and black combat boots. — “What?”

She led me to a memorial for one of my favorite Irish poets, W. B. Yeats. Now, I know that Yeats is frustrating in many areas (if you’re into Irish folklore and mythology like I am, you’ll understand why, never mind the classism,) but he and I share a love of the Aos Sídhe and fairies. His work was a key part of my love of Ireland. He’s messy and weird, but I love his writing.