I just saw Santy on the train. He’s sitting behind me as I type. Well, not directly behind me - more kind of to the left and back four rows. Our eyes met as I hoisted my bag onto the overhead storage. I smiled, immediately. How could I not? It’s definitely him! He has the … Continue reading He’ll Think It’s Christmas Already
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Other Kinds of Beauty – Like November
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
When Nothing Much Happens
Winter is upon us. I don't particularly announce this because our calendar tells us so, more because - in this house at least - we're finally feeling it in our bones. So, for this week, we've gone into hibernation mode. It's easy to hibernate in the Burren. It's been four days since we left the … Continue reading When Nothing Much Happens
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