mountains 22 February 2008
I love being in towns where you can see the nearby mountains. I think it must be to do with growing up in the West of Ireland. I was a city girl, sure, but we were close to the sea (another joy) and you could see the Clare Hills from our little patch. From my hotel room now I can see some Kerry mountains and it’s fascinating to watch the clouds obscure them and the rain lash them and still they remain stoic in their guardianship of the town. Yep, I’ve come over all poetic which must mean it’s time to get stuck into a bit of writing.
And some day I would love to live by the sea again and maybe there might be a mountain or two adjacent (though a few to be climbed in the meantime to get there I don’t doubt)
