Bank Holiday sunshine made the brackish water shimmer and sparkle, as we slid upriver from Carrick on Shannon, on board our beloved boat, a Senior 31. Like the ugly child only its parents could love, we cherished the Iruna, clunks and all. And there was plenty to find fault with, not least her persistently leaky
I smell lavender, I smell mint, I smell fresh ferns with a Christmas tree tint. I hear waterfalls, I hear birds, I hear trees swishing, whispering summer words. I see strawberry flowers, I see ants, I see red dragonflies As they dance. I feel rough nettles, I feel rocks, I feel geraniums, soft like my
I like relaxing by the pond. It feels like it has a shield from a hectic life. The pond is a world of its own. It has a busy eco system, bustling with tadpoles, insects and plants. Like our diving beetles, we have two types. Our first diving beetle is very small, black all over
A scene serene in my memory I store Of gazing down on Annaghearly lake shore The scene below mirrored the sky In a painting of beauty no money could buy The water below so calm and so blue With diamonds glistening and changing hue As snowy white swans with their brood of two Disturbed its
Grace Mc Laughlin left the small cottage she shared with her husband, Traolach, close to the shore of Glenade Lake. The air shimmered with the expectancy of another splendid September day. The weather had been unseasonably warm for the past week or so; azure sky and an intense sun that suggested mid-July more than late
This is a story of imagination and conjecture! Just how did this beautiful bowl end up in Loch Marrave close to the village of Keshcarrigan, Co Leitrim? Dating from the 1st Century this beautiful piece of Art was discovered in Loch Marrave or The Lake of Death, 500 metres north of the village of Keshcarrigan