Grafton Street: Wednesday: noon The rain has stopped its unremitting misery for a few hours and Dublin is at its wintery best. Despite the wet streets and darkly-clad lunchtime crowd, there is a distinct Christmassy feel. Even in early afternoon the light is dull enough to show off the chandelier-like garlands of silver lights on … Continue reading December Dublin
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the bay
Saint Kilda, early morning. I stand at the Lagoon Pier and stare out across the bay. I cannot see the horizon: the summer morning haze is perfect and it blurs the distinction between water and air. The bay is millpond-still and it feels as if I have the world to myself. The water's surface barely ripples, … Continue reading the bay
fiji time
I wake up to the sounds of waves lapping against the sand. The water's edge is less than fifty paces from me: Orlando has moved our bed to the doors of our bure so that I can be lulled to sleep and then awakened by the sea. I put the kettle on, slip on a swimsuit. Outside … Continue reading fiji time
waiting to exhale
We have great holidays. Since moving to Australia we've been to Japan, New Zealand, Cambodia, Ireland, Hong Kong, London, France, and all over Australia. We cram as much as we can into the time we have off work. We're experts at it. This is the first time in a few years that we have a … Continue reading waiting to exhale
Máiréad Doyle 