Monthly Archives: September 2011

Our time in Cushendall has been very full! I took a few minutes today just to sit and do nothing while waiting for the laundry to be delivered, and it occurred to me that I have had very few unoccupied … Continue reading →

The perfect last picture for the book is of Tiveragh, the fairy hill. The “wee folk” are reputed to appear there from time to time, but especially on Halloween. Brian and I had hiked up the road out of town … Continue reading →

The sun rises over the rooftops as we watch from the third floor window of the tower. Great fun!!!!!!!!!!  More to come! We arrived after a long drive into County Tyrone, with our new friend Zippie as our driver. The … Continue reading →

I’m pretty convinced by now that there is no limit to the fecundity of this part of the planet. No matter how small or how sweeping the focus, all of the senses– gross to subtle– keep unfolding more treasures, happily … Continue reading →

Anda has the highest floor of the tower as her private domain. It is far removed from the noise and hustle of the streets below. However, as the hurricane sweeps through north and west, the windows rattle a brisk beat … Continue reading →

I had the strong wish to spend time by the Dall River that flows through Cushendall. I had already spent a little time there and had seen a fish jump, a duck ride the current, and a muskrat disappear into … Continue reading →