FOXGLOVE LANE BLOG
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
When it is over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world. -Mary Oliver Dusk light with the reflections of the still twinkling […]
“…and the grove of trees growing out over their lake……wind down snake-like roots that reach as far as the water and help keep it dark” Beowolf A deep green rim of algae has appeared at the edge of the lake. On a grey afternoon this created the most enchanting dark mirror for […]
Some mysterious things go on in the world. Many that most of us don’t expect, support or buy into. While we all have to mull over and face up to our fair share, it is often hard to find solutions to the myriad of problems that absorb us. Foxglove Lane is an oasis from […]
Out of the blue last week I got a tweet about a link to “mushroom/eco/death.” The whole thing looked so weird that the thought it might be some kind of twitter virus actually crossed my mind….. […]
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 […]