Day suspended, Paused like a soft intake of breath. Blushing and glowing with pride as she cherishes the hours, the minutes, the seconds and the millions of lost moments that will never be… Continue reading
There’s something about going to an island that makes you feel you are leaving some of your cares behind. So as you make the ten-minute ferry journey across Baltimore Harbour to Sherkin Island,… Continue reading
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Clotted skies, turning to buttermilk on the horizon over Roaring Water Bay, West Cork. Late August, precipitation pending, soul mending…and not a mackerel in sight.