On a northern island against a cold sea. The sirens call. I spent many years at sea, Ireland seems to call with familiar tones. And after all those days and nights out on the water, in the water, I am always there. As it seems your farm is part of you now.
On a northern island against a cold sea. The sirens call. I spent many years at sea, Ireland seems to call with familiar tones. And after all those days and nights out on the water, in the water, I am always there. As it seems your farm is part of you now.
Your writing is beautiful.
Yes, goosebumps reading this comment, thank you.
Beautiful words, Carly -- and all the more for coming from honest reflection about the real life you're living in the real world.
Thank you, Joel.
Oh my goodness. That is beautiful. I do enjoy your writing so much Carly. Thank you.
Can't wait for your book!
Sarah
Thank you so much, Sarah.
Wow Carly that’s powerful, thank you so much
Thank you