If you allow it, the lure of November is irresistable. Everything naturally quietens down and runs to earth. The darkness closes in and everything gets pared back. If you think the Burren looks luner in mid Summer, you should see it now. Further exposed, with the ash and hazel and hawthorn laid bare and the … Continue reading Other Kinds of Beauty – Like November
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We Can’t Keep Promising Puppies
Ah they'd make you laugh sometimes would't they? More times they'd make you want to throw yourself out of a moving car. It had been a bit of a turbulent journey, with all three acting up at various points over the first five kilometres. Of a 100 kilometre journey. Truthfully, I was on the cusp … Continue reading We Can’t Keep Promising Puppies
Dogs Make A Special Impression
Our dog Rocco died. When I say our dog, I mean Alan's dog. Because a dog only truly ever has one master. I met Rocco the first time I met Alan, when he bounded out of the house to meet me. He gave me the impression he approved of me. But then, Rocco was the … Continue reading Dogs Make A Special Impression
