When we moved to Fermanagh in 2013, the whole idea was to experience more freedom and fresh air – to slow down and feel more ‘wild’. Of course when we lived in the city (Belfast) we had lots of wildlife experiences but when we came to visit my grandparents in Fermanagh (or Warrenpoint where my dad grew up) it was different. …
There was great excitement in our house last Friday morning. I awoke like any other morning, forgetting, and my usual bleary eyed self. I had sat up far too late as usual, reading. Mum had an even bigger smile than usual as we all sat down to have breakfast. …
I was incredibly excited to get an invitation from Michael Stinson (Lough Erne Wildfowlers Council) to go and explore by boat, the conservation efforts to help our rapidly declining waders. Lower Lough Erne is one of the last refuges in the island of Ireland for Curlew, Lapwing, Redshank and Snipe. …
There are, it seems, two types of people in this world. Those who help and protect our wildlife, nature and special landscapes and those who not only are apathetic and careless but those who actually go out of their way to prevent justice and punishment to those who are illegally destroying our sacred species – the worst type of person. …
Fermanagh is beautiful, it is my wild home and we explore it every weekend – we could keep doing that until we move on from this wor1ld and still not have explored every nook and cranny; but the lure of the sea, sandy strands, secluded coves and dazzling vistas of nothing but sparkly blue, lure us from time to time. …
The days are finally starting to lengthen, the sky is brighter and the birdsong is filling a space which has been quiet for so long. I’ve been on my Easter Holidays and its been a very productive yet overwhelming time, to be honest I like the quiet of nature and sometimes I feel like things get too noisy. …
I am not great with people, I have to admit that I find conversations quite difficult but it’s something I’m working on and at the weekend I was given a challenge. As a young person living with Aspergers, social interactions are always going to be difficult but I won’t let it hold me back from fulfilling my dreams either. …
These words by Joyce are wonderful, rivers are amazing habitats and the river bank and edge are also home to some beautiful and strange plants and wildflowers; as well as insects, mammals and birds. The rushing Cladagh river rising into Cladagh Glen past Marble Arch Geopark is an amazing sight; the Bluebells in May can stretch as far as the eye can see. …
When the story opens on the screen, the mist, the mellow light, the soothing narration. It fixes me and I know I’m about to be drawn into something really special and it is, really special. Wild Ireland: The Edge of The World written and presented by Colin Stafford-Johnson is completely spellbinding. …
I like to be busy and useful, if I’m not, my parents are usually driven a bit mad with despair! School, dancing and of course blog writing keep me driven and motivated but I really love to be involved with practical projects to help wildlife. …
As I’ve said before, in some previous blogs, many grown-ups think social media is a really bad idea for kids. I won’t go over this again as I want this post to be joyful, to reflect the encouragement and support of some pretty special people. …
This morning the sun had more warmth than previous days, Spring was springing its glory. In the garden, the chittering of birds was almost deafening and the buds and leaves are appearing, full of promise. We decided to take advantage of the warm wave, but as we were getting on our coats and boots, the sky darkened, opened, and our spirits dampened. …
