Well, it’s that time of year again. I’m grieving the passing of the long summer evenings here in Dún na nGall. Outside, the leaves on the tree beside my hillside stream are turning brown. They’ve started to fall, and soon the branches will be completely bare, and winter will be here. Several weeks from now, I will have daily interaction with a light box, a present from my trio some years ago. There are also other seasonal changes that are noticeable as summer recedes into the rear view mirror...

Phil Mac Giolla Bhain · Oct 5