A celebration of the liminal hours as we breakfasted and shared fireside tales on the hills, coast and woods throughout the year
The hills and the coast are never far from us here and if the weather forecast looks fair we often set off early to catch the sunrise on a summit or - at the end of day after the tools are packed away walk to some headland on the coastal path and share supper over a fire as the furnace sun dips over the Wicklow Hills of Ireland across the sea. It's a magical time. The familiar world is transformed... in colours and mood and our eyes open to a brief moment of breathtaking beauty. Here are some of those moments we shared...