I have been to Ireland and found my heritage, in terms of family history, culture, and some art forms I am surely going to incorporate into my work over the next few months. The weather was lovely, which was the first time you could say that since May, and we saw the Bru n-a Boinne and Tara, Glendalough, Cashel, Dublin,Kilkenny and Waterford. I can’t believe how much we packed in. There was music, history, landscape, some very kind and friendly people some good, and some very very bad food, a lovely cottage, and a pub session. Yes, I did sing. And if you push it, I’m going to do it again.
The picture is by Paul Rimmer, and features the waterfall at Powerscourt, which is apparently the highest in the British Isles.
travel
-
back from holiday
Latest Posts
- The Tipping Point
- Remembering, Renewal, Rebirth
- I Have Brought You to the Ring
- Finding the Form
- The Hopeful Post
Blog Categories
Archives by Date
Newsletter
Tag Cloud
admin arts bees birds Burnedthumb Charm of Nine Herbs Colin Will Cora Greenhill dark mountain Double Bill editing eurydice rising Expressing the Earth family fiction garden gardening Geopoetics haggards health herbs history home Jim Carruth Kenneth White Norman Bissell Northwords Now photography poetry reading Red Squirrel Press review Sally Evans Scotia Extremis Scottish Poetry Library Stanza stravaig Tappoch broch the place of the fire The Territory of Rain The Well of the Moon unwilding walking the territory Wherever We Live Now writing