To be fair to the robin chicks, the sparrows and the rabbit kits, to the naked newborn crying shrewlets, you were once a little kitten, who ...

After so many local strolls, only so many local ways, the children had given up hope of stumbling on anything rare. Then all on one path a r...

Not Kealfoun or woody Crough, Ashtown of the ash trees, Mahon of the coomb, not Graiguerush, Kilclooney,  Currabaha West or East can hold a ...

The waiting-room man told me about his fifteen-year-old sheepdog, recently attacked by a vicious roving canine. I felt guilty as I sat waiti...

Rushes in February a reliable sight. A flash of salutary mountain life. Fold the first, then the second, fold the third, a layer of blessing...

Even the evergreens look faded before the shortest day is seen. The fruit trees look like they've barely ever glimpsed a sunny beam; the...

Of the seven-side he's the one that I can set in my mind as a child: In short pants with pockets, and a grin for every dawn, a pride for...

Inside the line, and the Ballade Pour Adeline. Keeping time, left hand for the melody. Working week, night times booked for ever. Sun-roofed...

Walking on the stars  of dew reflecting sky, steps of spring offguard led by second sight. A weight of native senses shrunken to the key, sc...

It was dark in O'Leary's paved back yard.  I was sporting my togs,  and legwarmers. A length  of wool secured a notice attempting to...