One of the best ways to admire the jewel-coloured glories of the fuchsia bushes that grace the North Coast is…
Into the mist at Whiterocks Beach
There is something otherworldly about mist. On this July afternoon, the hottest ever recorded in our part of Ireland, it…
The Road to Dunseverick
There is no better time to cycle along the Aird than mid July. We set out in the early afternoon,…
Summer at home
Summer is my favourite time of year. I enjoy the earthy colours of Autumn too. And I acknowledge the particular…
Tender plants
This year in County Antrim, Spring has been wonderful, with a welcome introduction of freshness and colour. Yet she seems…
Evensong
It is Easter Saturday. The sun is shining on this quiet day of waiting between Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday.…
Primrose Poems
In the beautiful Spanish language, a language close to my heart, the word Primavera can be used to translate our…
Writing Home
A friend asked me recently if there was a place where the pieces that I write might be found assembled…
Gifts of light
It’s mid December, and the duties of a long, demanding semester have finally come to an end. I’m sitting quietly…
Book-learning? Spread a little joy.
A few weeks ago a good friend of mine sent me a message. It’s always good to get a message…
Creative Conversations … with Pauline Gribben
The time has come to welcome my very first guest, as promised, to Writing Home. I’ve been looking forward to…
About time
Last week, as you do on a dreary lockdown evening in Ireland in darkest January, we had a family summit.…
