As a conscious act, we document our inner and outer selves, meticulously curating the facets of our existence, both the painful and the triumphant, that we wish to leave behind in the world.
Holly Marie Armishaw
Had a look out in the undergrowth after recent stormy and wet weather and was so happy to find a summery pair, and it seemed as if each of them looked me straight in the eye! Were they aware of my presence? I like to think so…….
It is said that Brandon Creek in County Kerry was the point of departure for St. Brendan who set out from here in the 6th century (long before Columbus) and after seven years discovered America. In 1976 Tim Severin again set out from here in a replica boat and the following […]
I know the neighbours despair of my nettle border and my overwhelming gorse mountain but I can’t resist including them all in my mixed up wild, cultivated garden. There are so many parts of the country where the verges and the hedgerows are devoid of life. Grass grows, but the […]
Every Mayday I think of the huge celebrations I attended once in Havana. On Mayday morning our hosts, a writer, his beautiful dancer wife and his mother aged 85, went scouring the streets to get eggs for our breakfast. Unfortunately we had to go hungry that day and instead joined the throngs on their […]
I never really knew where the term epicurean came from. So anyway it seems that it came from a Greek philosopher called Epicurus. “His philosophy was to attain the happy, tranquil life, characterized by “atraxia”, peace and freedom from fear, and “aponia”, the absence of pain, and by living a self-sufficient life surrounded […]
A rainy miserable Sunday in February. The best part is being cosy inside and listening to the dripping on the windowsills. Today is a day to light a candle and make soup. Luckily got a walk in earlier, so now have guilt free few hours to fill…..choosing photographs…..colours……and blogging! (This was my very […]