A POEM A DAY - ALWAYS


As I am stuck indoors for a few days here is a look back to my wonderful visit to Ireland. This tree was in the herb garden of the Burren Perfumery, a beautiful and inspiring business in the middle of the Burren in County Clare.  At the end of the day as visitors were finishing teas and buying creams I wandered into the garden and was fortunate to be walking alone. The garden was lovely, planted with herbs, shrubs and trees used in the Perfumery. It reminded me of my family garden, where I would pick lemon balm and mint run wild.  Quite without thought I sat under this tree and felt my mother and father close to me, as the robin hopped in the branches above me and a white butterfly joined me on the path. 

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