those who lay silent

I meandered down a narrow lane before returning to Hengchun. An old signpost at the entrance hinted that some of the graves around the laneway might be from the town’s ancient past.

The fishing village of Howth

This seaside-fishing village was where I first thought to stay, away from busy Dublin. I wandered along the pebbly beach after my long hike, arriving at the marina where fishing boats idled in the warmth of the summer sun.