| Karl Duffy January 27 | After the cold and the storms, bright Spring-like days in Ireland for the weekend. And if you missed a day, there was always the next, and if you missed a year, it didn't matter, the hills weren't going anywhere, the thyme and rosemary kept coming back, the sun kept rising, the bushes kept bearing fruit. Louise Gluck, Sunrise [extract] | | | | | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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