Wisdom is found not in humans alone; it is found in all places and in all beings — etched upon the fabric of land — in the tracks of animals — it speaks in the stone, the sea, and the stars. (Druidic belief)
. . .and in the snow . .
If this photograph doesn’t look much like Ireland, you’re right. It’s from my own back yard, as yet another nor’easter goes up the coast. I sat down to write more of Ireland today, but found myself so enchanted with the beauty and unusual nature of this snowstorm on the first day of spring that I didn’t want to be anywhere else other than where I am.
Which in a way is ‘right peculiar,’ as my Scotch-Irish mother would have said. Because that’s exactly what I learned in Ireland. Not because I loved it (Ireland) this time around, but because I didn’t. But more of that later.
On this snowy day, from my own fireside with the snow swirling outside, I wish you may Be exactly where you are.
