Elderly man walking with a cat on a winding stone-bordered path in misty countryside

Where the Lane Grows Quiet

Introduction to “Where the Lane Grows Quiet” Some roads are made to hurry along, to get you from one place to another as fast as you can go. But a bóithrín – a small lane, a boreen - is made for slowing down. It asks you to set aside your rush, to notice the dust … Continue reading Where the Lane Grows Quiet