I’m going to try and say more with less. Unfortunately, this makes writing harder not easier. My own reading capability has diminished in recent years which means much of yours is probably totally fucked too. No offense. Tech infiltrated brains is the obvious and glaring reason. If you’re the exception to the rule - my heartiest congratulations.
Beautifully observed Gerry.I’m on a 4 day break in rural Wexford,listening to the sound of the sea,cliff top walks,early morning swims in the Irish Sea,watching nature in its full bloom and thankfully no laptop.Ireland is a most wonderful place.I was blessed at birth by being part of this Country.
The Irish countryside is about to burst into 'frenzied joy' ... primroses, blue bells and violets. Every 'sceach gheal' aglow ... Rooks caring in the rookery... sparrows chattering merrily ... the stream singing and babbling along ... the world is truly 'charged with the granduer of God'
Ye know you put me right back to the seventies and the ma's calling us in. It must have being much much quieter back then because any of us out on adventure could hear the call even if we wer half a mile away . I remember my ma and neighbour Mr's Leahy had a soft whistle from the back door if one wanted to chat to the other , their coffee shop was the top of the dividing wall .
Lovely! Reading this while enjoying my own garden in Southern Arizona. Primrose adorn some pots as do succulents and hellebores. The quail continually call to each other as the sun begins to set lower and lower. Doves join in and the occasional hummingbird flits by as well. Still lovely warm with the orange and grapefruit blossoms filling the air with their wonderful scent - a promise of what awaits with the next harvest. Snow can still be seen at the very top of the foothills but will soon be gone. A more beautiful evening I can’t imagine! Cheers!!!
Beautifully observed Gerry.I’m on a 4 day break in rural Wexford,listening to the sound of the sea,cliff top walks,early morning swims in the Irish Sea,watching nature in its full bloom and thankfully no laptop.Ireland is a most wonderful place.I was blessed at birth by being part of this Country.
The Irish countryside is about to burst into 'frenzied joy' ... primroses, blue bells and violets. Every 'sceach gheal' aglow ... Rooks caring in the rookery... sparrows chattering merrily ... the stream singing and babbling along ... the world is truly 'charged with the granduer of God'
Beautiful
Nature! The antithesis of Homo Globalis. We will conquer vile dastardly nature if its the last thing we do! And you vill eat ze bugz.
Ye know you put me right back to the seventies and the ma's calling us in. It must have being much much quieter back then because any of us out on adventure could hear the call even if we wer half a mile away . I remember my ma and neighbour Mr's Leahy had a soft whistle from the back door if one wanted to chat to the other , their coffee shop was the top of the dividing wall .
By the way how's the frogspawn getting on .
What a beautiful piece of writing - thank you... I enjoyed reading!
Lovely! Reading this while enjoying my own garden in Southern Arizona. Primrose adorn some pots as do succulents and hellebores. The quail continually call to each other as the sun begins to set lower and lower. Doves join in and the occasional hummingbird flits by as well. Still lovely warm with the orange and grapefruit blossoms filling the air with their wonderful scent - a promise of what awaits with the next harvest. Snow can still be seen at the very top of the foothills but will soon be gone. A more beautiful evening I can’t imagine! Cheers!!!