the Nest
It’s that time of year again, Crumble Season. Whilst a fruit crumble is welcome any time of the year, once the blackberries ripen, it’s obligatory! This year, we had a nice little crop of plums, apples, and blackberries; our first crumble with fruits entirely grown in our garden since we …
(I mentioned this briefly here, but was asked for more photos; so being the obliging human I am, here you go!) A couple of weeks ago in the sweltering, broiling sun, I had the brainwave to attempt something I had been talking about for years. Inspired entirely by this wonderful …
For many years now, thoughts of escaping to the Guesthouse in Glenstal Abbey have crept into my mind, like a wispy filament …
Last year (Or was it? maybe the year before) as I was approaching my fortieth year, there was a lot of change …
The other night, a most bizarre thing happened: I had a yen for dates (of the edible kind, but y’know, being the …
January disappeared on me, and then, guess what? So did February. I’m now facing into March feeling a bit like Rip Van …
About three weeks before Christmas last year (just before the annual epic sugar binge), I gave up sugar. I had been thinking …
I know, don’t collapse in shock. I’m back. Millions of half written blogposts in my head, even a few consigned to the …
I am so behind this year, I’m making myself wince. (And don’t remind me that I haven’t blogged in MONTHS. I know, …
I met Mary Pat Moloney of the Croi Anu Creative Centre in Moone, Co. Kildare through very synchronistic means, as all the …
