Originally posted on Roaringwater Journal: The enigma begins around 1874, on Cape Clear – the southernmost piece of inhabited soil on the islands of Ireland. Land here is hard won, and the stony…
It is likely I will die next to a pile of things I was meaning to read. Lemony Snicket I am arriving a week late to Ailsa’s travel theme but I wanted to… Continue reading →
So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the… Continue reading →
Can you smell the salt in the air? I hope that my Sherkin Island ‘Smood Board’ will inspire you to think or dream about the sea today.
This week Jen invites us to ‘wash the web with a rainbow of colours to keep the winter gloom at bay’. As a reminder that there’ll be sunny days ahead (Momma Patsy said), the image I am… Continue reading →