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Hello,

Sometimes spring takes us unexpectedly and one is roused earlier in the morning by the communication of the birds, hollering frantically, forcefully declaring their territory to one another. And on some days, spring seeps through the window panes and the cloth of the curtains more ardently than before. The spring sunlight penetrates one’s eyelids with a welcoming glow.

It is early March, and the lambs bleat and play, much like children do.

My body feels more restless and energetic as if the spring is calling me to take part in whatever role I am to play today.

Spring, the season of new life, resurrection and of miracles.

And sometimes spring comes and produces beautiful Daffodils for one to place on a loved one’s coffin. And when I was forced on Monday to say goodbye to my favorite man in the world (my Grandad) it felt right that he was celebrated in amongst the vivid, blooming wildflowers.

All the snowdrops, crocuses, primroses and pussy willow seem to force their way through the frosty air or ground in abundance, decorating vast expanses of green grass. Each flower reminding me of the relentless, natural cycle of this life, touching me as a bittersweet comfort.

I must move with this season and flow with it. For the first time I must learn to let go and yet keep the love and strength my Grandad gave me over twenty-five years. And so sometimes spring mollifies one’s feelings of loss and shows one the way forward.

Below I share with you some pictures of one of my favorite days with my Grandad form 2015. We went to the Saltee Island to see the Sea Birds in all their glory.

Saltee Island
Approaching the Saltee Island by boat.
My Grandad in his element, taking in all the Sea Life
My Grandad in his element, taking in all the Sea Life

Sea Bird

Puffin

Seal

Puffins swimming

The Saltee Island was a paradise for my Grandad and I shall always think of him when I revisit this captivating place.
The Saltee Island was a paradise for my Grandad and I shall always think of him when I revisit this captivating place.
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  1. Abi

    Lovely xxx

    1. Annie

      Dear Abi,

      Thank you for being such a great support to me since early Feb.

      Writing is helping me through the grieving process.

      And this morning I have been out in the snow checking on our pregnant ewes, all of whom I am glad to report were not on their backs, upside down with feet in the air as they can often be found if they ‘twin lamb’ disease.

      Must talk to you soon,

      Much love Annie xxx

  2. poppy

    love the photos such an incredible day love this post xx

    1. Annie

      Thank you Poppy for your comment!

      We were very lucky to have had that week with Granny and Grandad last year.

      Thanks for reading my blog,

      Talk soon xxxx

  3. Hey Annie
    Great to read this your writing is so lyrical. Think of you and hope all working out for you and Jonathan.

    Shall have a coffee and cake in B&S soon and raise my cup to you.
    Patricia

    1. Annie

      Dear Patricia,

      Life is working it’s self out for both us and we are mostly happy!

      I hear B&S are doing really well and are expanding to Wexford as well, good for them.

      Thank you for your kind words, I am still really enjoying writing and gaining an understanding of my style.

      I am loving seeing you and Ultan on instagram… a great way for us to keep in touch with each other.

      Annie

      xxx

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