Remember that walk I went on a couple of days ago? Well, this is another photo, taken as we had dropped off the moor and were making our way back along the country road. The Knockatallon walks make for lovely … Continue reading
Just sitting after more Christmas leftovers and I thought I might try to capture a little of that waning Christmas spirit.
I took a walk over the moor today. This may not be the finest photograph but it does show the bleakness of the walk.
These are the lyrics to a song I have written, perhaps my favourite song to sing and certainly the only one I am happy with: Sometimes Sometimes I get that feeling, Like I’m on the other side Of the mirror, … Continue reading
It’s Christmas time in Europe But here we are hiding In a foreign land Far from the fireside. Across this cityscape Cry the calls to prayer And I dream of the steeples and bells.