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One of the disheartening things (for me) about how the online world has developed is the primacy of television as a cultural reference point. In the early years of…
“Dead wood” – a phrase that has entered common discourse to signify something that needs to be cleared away to enable growth and development. Whereas in reality deadwood is a…
Lately I’ve been listening to a good bit of Fred Neil. Neil gave Bob Dylan his first gig (he managed the daytime schedule at the folk club Cafe Wha?) and…
My post on forest bathing on A Medical Education may have seemed a little sceptical in tone. That’s because it was in terms of the claims made for forest bathing…
Two weeks ago I walked on Slievenamon, not all the way to the summit but simply up the path near Kilcash and then around the area just where this path…
Blogging about rain songs, I was faced with an embarrassment of riches, and left out many worthy numbers. For no particular reason except I like them, I decided to blog this…
Walking through Wilderness Gorge in Clonmel – a somewhat less dramatic landscape than the name suggests – I came across this sign: It had been a good few weeks since I had…
It’s a rainy morning and with numbing literality I am going to post three songs with the word “rain” in the title. Three songs which, in different ways, capture something…
Séamus Sweeney 