Wild Alive – A poem by Caroline Kane

Wild Alive – A poem by Caroline Kane

Summerhill, Co.Meath Heed the call of your wild self in any way you can. Immerse yourself in the lushness of woodland. Feel at one with its sensual delights and familiar trees. Manoeuver with presence around the thorns and brambles to find berries. They offer a...
The Fern in Irish and Hawaiian Mythology

The Fern in Irish and Hawaiian Mythology

β€œOnly spread a fern-frond over a man’s head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in.”John Muir My mother is a gifted gardener. At times of crisis and despair I called my mother, which I was fortunate to be able to do. She often...