
Walking on Ice
On Grafton Street in November,We tripped lightly along the ledgeOf a deep ravine where can be seenThe worst of passions … Continue reading Walking on Ice
On Grafton Street in November,We tripped lightly along the ledgeOf a deep ravine where can be seenThe worst of passions … Continue reading Walking on Ice
December’s lurgy lingers on and work is frustrating, despite the enthusiasm of New Year’s clean slate; it’s time to escape … Continue reading Back to the Sanctuary
“Mud is another element. One comes to love it” The mud is deep here. I take the little one’s hand … Continue reading Mud and the Mother of Hayricks
A day off and despite the almost overwhelming temptation to roll over and stay in bed, I am out of … Continue reading Dawn
An unexpected perk of working the bar of a country pub was getting to know a pair of rascals who, … Continue reading The Shotley Peninsula
It’s blowing a gale but the sun is hot and warming, and I decide to brave the terrace. I’ve chosen … Continue reading St Ives
I’m in a bad mood. It’s been one of those days at work and at home, with weather to match … Continue reading Flora
The sun has been in and out all day – it can’t decide if it is a taps oan or … Continue reading The Hillfort
To my sister’s great delight, her dog once demonstrated both the extent and the limits of its canine brainpower after … Continue reading The Aspect of an Owl
It is amazing what can be found lurking out in the alley. Last summer, having given up all hope, I … Continue reading Family Planning with the Blackbirds