There is something in the human spirit that always hungers to where it was born, and its here that mt thoughts often wander back to a time when life for me as a child was simple, peaceful and made even more beautiful by my grandmas love.
As I visit Ireland, the land of my birth, it always stirs deed passions and emotions. I get great inspiration to travel its length and breadth, as its beauty unfolds.
I was adopted when i was 6 years old and here I spent many evenings , gazing into the open fire and seeing many grand visions as the flames lit up the hearth and surrounding chimney.
In between listening to the Small radio, grandma would tell me grant stories of Billy goat Gruff, Hansel and Gretel, and not forgetting the Ghost stories and the time she say Mr Graham leaning over the gate watching his sheep early in the morning, after he died the night before.
Sorry folks I’m reminiscing again. LOL.
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