And some time make the time to drive out west
Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore,
In September or October, when the wind
And the light are working off each other
So that the ocean on one side is wild
With foam and glitter, and inland among stones
The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit
By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans,
Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white,
Their fully grown headstrong-looking heads
Tucked or cresting or busy underwater.
Useless to think you’ll park and capture it
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.

“Postscript” by Seamus Heaney

I have updated the photos from our trip home in August and added some from my CD "Tunes From The Flaggy Shore".  Somehow I forget to take pictures  while on holidays but I managed to capture some nice moments while home of our walks on the Flaggy Shore and I even got a few the night of my CD launch in Bellharbour which was really a lovely night despite my dad being sick and not being there, which was disappointing but only an excuse to have another one again when I go back!! 

​I have shared a beautiful poem the Nobel Prize Winner in Literature Seamus Heaney wrote about our beautiful "Flaggy Shore".  His description of the natural beauty of the landscape that is the Flaggy Shore is quite breathtaking and almosts transports you back there when you read it. There is a clip on YouTube I found of the poem being read which I put on here also if you'd like to hear it. It really is a beautiful poem.  The clip ends with an age old tradition of the Wren Boys who dance a set or two.   Enjoy!  

Florence Fahy