Here’s to the ones that we gotCheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memoriesOf everything we’ve been throughToast to the ones here todayToast to the ones that we lost on the way‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memoriesAnd the memories bring back, memories bring back…
Samhain & the Bairin Breac
The door’s on the latchThe turf burns redTurn low the lampAnd go to bed. For on this nightThem that’s awayCould be back againOut of the clay. They’ll come in the darkTo the warm turfFrom the coul’ sodAnd the wet surf. And you in the loftCan breathe a prayerFor the wakin’ deadThat’s gathered there. From All Soul’s…
Hederman’s Knowledge of Salmon
Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things……
The Taste of Summer
“Come quickly, I am tasting the stars!” –Dom Pérignon, monk and cellar master attributed to the discovery of champagne, upon first tasting it. If Dom was tasting the stars then this blog post is all about tasting the summer. In a world where everything is on tap and easily accessible it’s nice to take the…
Blackberry Picking
Seamus Heaney is one of my favourite Irish poets, possibly because when I read his poetry they always give me a great sense of place, of feeling like I’m there, they reflect experiences that most Irish people can relate to. None so more than ‘Blackberry Picking’: Last Saturday the lust for picking became too…