In winter, Ireland takes on a character of quiet and mystical reserve even more than it has during flourishing days of summer or the unsettled weather of spring and autumn. You catch a hint of this as daylight turns early to night in the cities ands towns. Once you get beyond them, though, the idea of Ireland as a land of legends becomes apparent in what you see around you every moment of every day.

cooley mountain mist2 copyright kerry dexter
pjs hearth eire copyright kerry dexter
mournes in winter2 copyright kerry dexter

A bit of music which arises from these landscapes and ideas
T with the Maggies
the farthest wave

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