I had occasion to sweep down through my last several years of google photos and the passing of every photographic year is dead easy to spot, regular as clockwork every winter/start of spring stands out because I take a load of photographs of scarlet elfcups, presumably not quite in the same wildly over enthused state…
Category: Irish History
Yew, the Tree of Artefacts
I have literally just stopped myself running down yet another rabbit hole of related things because “it might be important and I have to try to give a complete picture.” Nope, I don’t. In fact I physically can’t, there is far too much for one modest little, madly meandering blog post. So I have hauled…
Walking in an ancient wish
Sometime several hundred years ago somebody walked along a path I walked on Tuesday. This is not as remarkable as my brain somehow spun it up in the moment, we walk through the eddies of other peoples’ lives all the time, but something about stone reminds me forcefully of this truth once in a while….
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