Some thoughts of my fathers friend in his ninety second year.
We spent the afternoon chatting of happy days , now long gone when he shared with my late father and me our shooting , fishing , rambling days together.
He fished with me last summer , and when we docked he blessed and bade goodbye t...
some thoughts on attending my niece's D Phil degree day Exeter College Oxford . Where the in this city of '' dreaming spires ''students have studied for 800 years.
Initially introduced by monastic orders such as the Dominicans who established Exeter and Blackfriars..
and how despite information...
Spring is 3 weeks late here. memories hark back to'47 when it snowed here in the west of Ireland until April.That winter is spoken about still.It is feared as much as the Famine
The latin title is to suggest - dressing up or as ''adornment'' of Spring.
thinking of the bardic harpers ,this struck me as a kind of follow up to this day last year marking the Celtic Druid's welcoming Spring , and the St Brigits crosses one of which I saw on a coffin this evening at a funeral.
a kind of keening lament for all the darkness she left ; in the soil and ...