One Woman, Three Acres.
Changing the world, one word at a time.
Something to pick, savour, or chew over. Some windfalls.
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I write about politics, nature + the environment. Some posts are serious, some not. These are my views, I don't do any promotional stuff and these views are not being expressed for anyone who employs me.
(The House of Peace)
Poetry and words
A little something for you.
Multi-award winning food blog, written in Dublin, Ireland.
Stories and photos from Scotland
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'little armoured one, moving gently through life'
Irish Folklore: Calendar Customs, Traditions & Beliefs
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Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
A Global Divergent Literary and Aesthetic Collective
Author of Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir (EIF-Experiments in Fiction, 2022). Pushcart Nominated Poet 2022. Editor MasticadoresUSA.
Un Lugar salvajeMente Libre
My poetry is my religion.
Poetry | Short Fiction | Photography
Scottish fruit trees + soft fruit + edible hedging + heritage varieties + orchard advice + workshops
reflection + romance + release
I Dare You to Figure Me Out
Philosophical blog on how to respond with compassion to the ecological emergency
Just exploring what it is to be human.
One thought on “When You Are Old – W. B. Yeats”
I love this poem, first read it on a mural on a subway wall by a canal.
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