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GORSE
Seasonal Living, Nature, Baking, Cooking on Ireland's North Coast
By Ciara Ó hArtghaile
Holding or letting go
I watch a Hummingbird Hawkmoth hovering and darting, gorging on the dark red valerian that grows cheerfully all along the top of the lime washed wall at…
Jun 16
Observe and Relax
If I didn’t own a bakery, have three kids, 6 chickens, a dog and a mortgage and I had little financial worry then I think I’d be running a tiny winebar.
May 26
Rolling roles
Today the relentless rain has forced me indoors and as it’s not my favourite habitat I’ve busied myself with the mundane task of cleaning the house.
May 19
Blooming, breathing and busy
A sudden, involuntary bump and twist of the front wheel made my heart jump.
May 12
Trying not to be scared
It’s taken me a long time to realise that maybe I have a bit of a fear of friendship.
May 4
A bit of advice for you
It didn’t come across as overly bizarre when the man who’d come out to fix the washing machine said maybe he could try and melt the plastic back…
Apr 28
Frauds and Tight Trousers
A small gravel path runs steeply up the hill by a little stream which meanders down the glen off the beginnings of the Antrim plateau by Craigban.
Apr 21
Cold, Chilli and A Cure
I despise being cold.
Apr 14
Into the West
From bed I watch the Jackdaw start building a nest in the chimney of the old cottage across the road.
Apr 7
Free and Fair Food
On a midweek March morning, I know I can walk the Lochaber shore and not see a soul.
Mar 24
When flaws aren't
I felt I had more to say, to share with others, with you; maybe to help switch on an interest in nature or food, to encourage time outside and simplify…
Mar 17
Fáilte Spring, we've been waiting for you
By now all of you who pay to subscribe here should have received the details for our get together, I can’t wait.
Mar 5
After that we’ll rest, the little lies we tell ourselves
Most days when you walk at the top of the bay there’s a breeze blowing, drowning out the other sounds of the land, only the Raven and the sheep are loud…
Feb 24
Riverdancing
I’m celebrating a minor triumph.
Feb 17