This is the cottage that welcomes me when I arrive
in Ireland. See the thatched roof? The walls are
made of stone, very thick, and the inside is small
and very cozy. It is Marian's cottage, and my
first time here was in 2008, when Celia flew to
Ireland to join me after I had taught a workshop
with Marian and Olivia. Celia and I drove to the
West, to the Burren, and we stayed here for several
days together. It is in Galway, but very close to
County Clare, where my great grandmother and
great grandfather were from. I love arriving here,
and being welcomed by the old and sturdy feel
of the place. It could be the sort of home that
Sarah Green and James Downs had themselves,
three generations back on my Dad's side. I feel
so welcomed here, by the place itself, and by
Marian who always has the place ready. After
flying all night - either from Vancouver, or this
most recent trip from Montreal - to arrive to this
quiet and familiar little place, and to snuggle in
to one of the big beds for a sleep, then to wake
for a cup of tea and a catch up with Marian is
a ritual and a treasure.
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