Yesterday we had a long, blissful walk along the Bromore Cliffs near Ballybunion. I can’t really tell you how these voluptuously sculpted cliffs have affected me.
The 180 foot undulating cliffs are magic.
They are life, light, and lichen, striated at angles that show the tumultuous heaves of the earth.
They are water, both calm and screaming, and breath, both soft and harsh against the sandy shore.
They are tiny flowers seemingly too delicate to fight for light and space, and yet they thrive.
They are hope and bliss and longing and celebration and dancing like a hurricane.
They are peace and hope and joy.
They are every one of us.
Inspired by a month-long artist residency graciously provided by Olive Stack Gallery, Listowel, County Kerry, Ireland.
6 thoughts on “A Walk Along Bromore Cliffs, Part 1”
Those cliffs are majestic and add drama to life. You have described them so perfectly, I can feel their drum beats in my being.
They’re incredible! I’ve never seen anything like them.
Beautiful description of the gorgeous landscape. Maggie
Thank you Maggie!
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I loved my time there so much. ♥️
Yes! Definitely magic!