What would it be like to live where the past is present, where you can visit an Iron Age fort or a beehive hut, drive along ancient routes and savor timeless views?
It would feel like living here, in the west of Ireland.
Take Kilmalkedar, a 12th-century Irish church built with stones that had been around for centuries, some of them with the ancient ogham script. It was built on an important monastic site. After the roof caved in hundreds of years ago, people began burying their dead inside the church, a practice that practically guaranteed one entry into heaven.
Speaking of heaven, what would it be like to love the place you live so much that you give tours of it. Makes me think about place and some people's devotion to it, which very much gets me back to why I started this blog.
To walk through the landscape and write about it, and in writing about it to belong to it.
Here, that process is not as labor-intensive.
Labels: landscape, place, travel
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