Writing about joy and rain and seasons and homes and lifestyle and all the things that we can love together!
I bet you never thought you'd hear me say that about winter! Especially when I have just come from two years living in the tropics, the first winter inevitably should be tortuous.
Yet, I have this thing with frosty, crunchy leaves underfoot.
Read MoreI am driven mad by chaos and chaotic with trying to do it all.
Read MoreExclusively available in Ireland at the Garden of Poets shop! Contemporary and luxury boho chic handmade leather and pearls - wear casual with a jumper and jeans or dress up for a party or wedding, This is jewellery that you will wear again and again.
Read MoreIf you could choose just one book to take with you, what would it be?
Read MoreI find myself falling in love all over again, falling in love with Ireland.
Read MoreI honestly don't know where I fit in here in Ireland. I'm Irish, but now I'm a 'blow in'. What is that?
Read MoreTwo months after arriving in Ireland. I share a few of my fears for the future here in Ireland. It is not yet home but I have high hopes for this little island nation of my heart.
Read MoreTo think that one of my concerns leaving Antigua was that I would no longer witness jaw dropping sunsets or wake up to a colour explosion. Despite a degree in science, I forgot that the sun rises and sets in all countries. Hah!
Read MoreA lovely welcome back home to Ireland. We have left Antigua in the Caribbean and moved to County Meath in Ireland to be near my parents as we find our feet on the auld sod. Getting here has been the fun part, but then the reality set in when we had to buy a car - this is no mean feat for immigrants to Ireland!
Read MoreA heartfelt video filmed just before our departure from Antigua. Am I afraid? Bloody terrified. Filled with doubt? Check. Doing it anyway? We're on the rollercoaster, front seat, baby! Looking forward to the next adventure? I have so many plans that it is not funny anymore.
Read MoreI am sitting at my desk in Antigua in the Caribbean surrounded by quotes, paperwork and packing boxes. The scent of jasmine blossom fills the air. The view from my desk, through the louvered window that lets in the warm breeze, looks over Galleon Beach and the sea entrance to Nelson’s Dockyard. The beach is dotted with coconut palms and the garden is bright with hibiscus, bougainvillea and flamboyant. I am overwhelmed with excitement, fear and busyness.
The phone rings and it is the job interview that I have been waiting for.
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