It's Easter Holy Week in Ireland, and being immersed among a deeper see of Catholics than almost anywhere besides Vatican City, i'm intrigued at the faith and traditions that move this country and make it rich and sincere. The place is full of beautiful sites, ancient history, interesting people and daily cultrual conundrums of curiosity… Continue reading A Dry Day In Ireland a.k.a “No Pints Friday”
Being in and out of Ireland over the past few months, I've really grown comfortable in this familiar but foreign land, due mostly in part to the warm folks that make up this ancient land of faith, passion, and pride. And on no other day of the year will you sense all that with an… Continue reading No Better Place To Be For St. Paddy’s Day!
One of the wonderful friends I've met while here in Slane is Eamon. A tall, strapping, football loving Irishman, who's family has lived on the Hill of Slane in the shadow of the historic ruins since the 1930's. Growing up running the hills with other village boys, battling with wooden swords among the stone walls, throwing… Continue reading Brown Bread on The Hill
Here, pilgrim, stop; rest on yonder monumental slab, beneath the shadow of that tall, ivy-mantled tower, the belfry of the cathedral....it once was gorgeous with the shrines of Fathers, and illumed by many a flickering taper, though now the hemlock fills its aisles, and the purple foxglove waves it's lonely banneret. The ground whereon we… Continue reading Hill of Slane