I recently visited the Garden Festival at Christchurch Cathedral. I can manage not to kill a number of houseplants, but I’m not big on working in the yard so I skipped the talks by the professionals, which also carried a fee, and wandered through the assorted booths of food, crafts, plants, and animals that had been set up on the grounds. 222 more words
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There’s an abundance of festivals in Ireland and this weekend I happened across Myth Fest at Trinity College.
Billed as ‘a platform for the revisiting, reimagining and interrogation of Ireland’s unique and incredibly vibrant allegorical history’, the program covered a wide range of topics including a contemporary look at film making called ‘One Small Step’ which I only caught the tail end of but included a Christopher Walken character dressed in what looked like a moon suit. 290 more words
I sit listening to lyrics I don’t understand but the music doesn’t need translation. It knows how to speak to my soul. Though I lack the confidence to stand in a room full of strangers and dance, my heart puts its hand out to my soul and the dance begins inside of me. 337 more words