Poetry – Heron
A solitary heron, silver-grey, his stature great, resides within the river village, old man hunched and scouring.
A Happy, Hearty Birthday
If this year’s Birthday Celebrations have taught me anything, it’s the true value of a hearty dinner. Hubs and I and headed to Clonmel in rather defiant spirits. I was battling a sore throat and bad chest, but had powered up on Lemsip and was determined to enjoy the day. He, (as the driver) was…