The ruin of Muckross Abbey
  |   Ireland   |   No comment

Notions About Time at Muckross Abbey

The air around us at Killarney National Park was heavy with moisture. The clouds were hanging from the sky, covering the landscape like a blanket, drowning all colours of the day. The first leaves had fallen, brave first messengers of autumn. Their shy yellow hues contrasted with the light evergreen of...

Read More
20 October
0
Seafoam settling onto the tips of grass
  |   Ireland   |   No comment

Stories from Ireland’s Wild Atlantic Way

Before electricity arrived in Ireland’s remote corners in the far west, the nights were long, cold, and dark. People would gather around the peat fire in their humble cottages; families with countless children, neighbours, cousins. Together they would spend endless hours telling each other stories, brightening the darkness with their...

Read More
13 October
6