Johnny Mac

@johnnythecow.bsky.social

Mid Wales based. Ninety percent human, half Irish, half Mancunian, half pharmaceuticals, two thirds rubbish at fractions. Wildlife, nature, conservation and general nice stuff. www.fragmentsoflight.co.uk

Sea-hunters, bog-cutters, those who lit the beacon for the lost armada of musket men. In the country of apparitions a gust becomes a gale, commodious enough to lift up and carry away the Céide Fields and famine village harboured in the glen. The History of Fog, Gerard Smyth #clewbay #poetry

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Where the wandering water gushes, from the hills above Glencar. In pools among the rushes that scarce could bathe a star we seek for slumbering trout, and whispering in their ears give them unquiet dreams. Leaning softly out from ferns that drop their tears over the young streams. W B Yeats

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