Beware, lest you accidentally stray into it…Oisin, son of Fionn mac Cumhall was lost in Tir na Nog for 300 years. When he finally returned home, he was stunned to find 300 years had passed in the space of 1 year in the magical realm, and everyone and everything he had ever known was long gone.
This is the view from my
garden, (sorry, unkempt overgrown field). You cannot see the valley or Slieve Glah at all. Carys’s bus driver reliably informed me that the mist lurked only around our hill. Everywhere else is completely clear. Yet it never enters our garden but hovers silently beyond the hedge…
Strange, but true. And very atmospheric, as I sit down to work on ‘Conor Kelly and The Fenian King’ for the first time in a month.