My Irish Weekend Part 4: In Faeries’ Wake
Ireland is very much in touch with its ancient self. I think I mentioned this in part one. It feels old. It feels ancient in a way my home country … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 4: In Faeries’ Wake
Ireland is very much in touch with its ancient self. I think I mentioned this in part one. It feels old. It feels ancient in a way my home country … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 4: In Faeries’ Wake
As I stated in part one, any discussion of my trip to Ireland is impossible if not told through the lens of my friendship with George and Elizabeth. No blade … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 3: Ode to a Compost Converter
One of the most common observations Americans make upon seeing the United Kingdom for the first time is how small the roads are and the cars that use them. In … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 2: A Rural Snapshot
When I started writing blog posts that included references to real people, TumbleweedWrites was still in its infancy, and I was ignorant of the ethics of such a thing. I … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 1: “The Happiest Place on Earth”