Introduction To The Place That No Longer Exists: There are places the eye passes without seeing. A hollow beneath the grass, a broken line beneath the thorn, a patch of ground where nothing appears to remain. The walker moves on, following no path in particular, while the land keeps quietly what once belonged there. A … Continue reading The Place That No Longer Exists
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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