The River Shannon has been described as majestic and mighty, which it is, but to me it is an old friend. I find the water healing and consoling. I talk to it every day and I tell it things I wouldn’t tell another soul. I love to watch, as birds swoop and call to each
The River Liffey is located in Dublin, Ireland. It flows through the centre of Dublin. The mouth of the river is at the Irish Sea. Around 60% of the Liffey’s flow is used for drinking water. Guinness used to use boats to deliver barrels of Guinness and these boats started their journey at the Liffey.
Once, a long time ago my friend came to my house to play and we went to the River Mourne close to where I live. We came to a meadow that had a sandy place with cobbles near the river and we sat down to eat our lunch. Suddenly I saw a grey thing on
What lovely childhood memories I possess of the river that flowed at the edge of our farm. During the late forties and early fifties my curiosity about the river was never ending. The Clare, rose north of Ballyhaunis, meandered through Mayo and Galway, entering the Corrib at Annaghdown. My river was the centre of our
“I’d rather be at Nick Higgins’s at Liffey Head!” It was a phrase of my mam’s growing up. It meant I’d rather be anywhere but there, she said. It was wasn’t exactly a regular saying of hers but it had its diverse uses in our house. “Mam, would you not want to go to Santa
My local waterbody is Morris castle beach in Kilmuckridge Gorey county Wexford. Before you get to the actual beach there is a take away a beach shop and an ice cream shop named Lawlor’s, all run by the same people. Morris castle is connected to Ballinoulart beach, and is about 22km Long. Morris castle was
The minnows sparkled below the threads of wet sunlight. Too fast for me to catch. Wading through the water, so cold despite the warm June weather; water straight from the Blackstairs; cool, and clean, and pure. The straight monolithic bridge cut across the curving of the stream, and the weeds, and the trees. This, the
Our story is of creating our own waterside for nature, in 2018 we began the task of creating a community garden in our council estate in Rathcoffey, Co Kildare. There was about 1 and a half acres of waste ground lying idle and costing the council the earth to maintain, as a resident’s association we
My water story begins with the moon- the phased journey of my being governed by and piloted by the ebb and flow of energy through the universe. Each month the moon journey around the earth creates tides that ebb and flow, high and low and carries a power that I believe is rooted in my
Ever since I was a young boy my Daddy and also my Grandparents have taken me fishing. My grandad is 85 and granny is 82. They live near me and we regularly travel to lakes in Roundwood. I caught my first fish there when I was only 3. We were in a boat and I
I prayed that the Lord would keep my children safe as I lay in the ambulance. Soon I would leave the green fields of North County Dublin behind, to enter the suburbs of the spreading city. What would await me there and why was I feeling so ill? I stared apprehensively through the window, as
Mines, Moss and Móin: Tales from Girley Bog Bogs are wetlands composed of peat. Their cultural and natural history are woven together, each influencing the other. Historically, they have been sites of resistance and refuge, harbouring the destitute and all manner of deviants and rebels. The British army mapped Ireland in the late sixteenth century