AS writer and photo-journalist I have lived and worked all around the world–Illinois, Oregon, Italy,…
Category: Mindful

When the mayfly is ‘up’
FEW things are more delightful than to be down by a lakeside during those short…

Badger at my back door
ONE of the wonderful things about living in the countryside is the unexpected. Nothing unexpected…

When light comes through leaves
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and…

Green fire in the forest
Beauty is all about us, but how many are blind to it!People take little pleasure…

The Children Of Lir
Have you ever been to Lake Derravaragh in Co Westmeath? There you might just see one of the Children of Lir. Back in the mists of time, in Ireland of the legend, King Lir had four little kiddies. But a wicked stepmother was jealous of them and turned them into swans. One of them is still there, and comes out at sundown, as you can see right here.

The glory of spring
This is early spring and I just can’t stay indoors. It’s that utterly magic time when our towns and villages are engulfed in cherry blossom; when the green is seeping across the woodlands and hedgerows everywhere.