Tales of the Tuatha ( chapter 14 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

The Tree Dragon’s Eye The sky kept changing, changing! Was Aine angry with her? The tree dragon menaced.  “Well!” he demanded, “what of my payment?” Looking up, she saw a single shining sphere gazing… Continue reading

gratitude and old farmhouses

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the earth. ~Rumi I much appreciated that Michelle at  WordPress  Hot off the Press   in”Around the World in Ten Photos” included my “Lagoon of… Continue reading

Tea time at the castle (and a little local history)

“No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.“- Rumi This castle was  built in 1906-07 by the… Continue reading

Little splendours in the grass and marshland

Joyful sunshine every other day or so!! It was warm enough to lie down here and watch the clouds skimming by overhead.    An attempt at wildlife photography!!  Not my expertise, but while out… Continue reading

Philosophical Wax

Days of Om and music singing bowls and didgeridoos and a little rain          The dance I love sunrise tai chi when we don’t have rain! During the year the… Continue reading

Tales of the Tuatha (Chapter 13 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

Beyond the dragon’s toll house     Niamh saw a dragon and tree intertwined. They seemed to be attached to the same clawed root.   ” You are far from the mound, Tuatha… Continue reading

Spellbound in the Spectrum

More island wanderings (in infrared) Meet me in that place of light and shadow. I am strolling there, Between dreams, and waking   And  I don’t forget my Canon that started me onto… Continue reading

Some scenes in infrared

More journeys and  walkabouts with my little  infrared camera. Finally spring weather visits us on our cold wet island. It certainly lifts the spirits and ignites my zeal. I am an accomplished wanderer, sometimes the… Continue reading

Tales of The Tuatha (chapter 12 of the keep it sweet and short tales)

Old Dragon Toes Niamh  floated upward toward the threshold. Was she sleeping still?  Her lost dreams needed to be recovered before she could return to the mound, and she still hadn’t found the sacred spring.… Continue reading

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