The lake at Glenveagh Forest Park in Donegal
The gardens at Glenveagh Forest Park
Creating Childhood Memories
The excitement ripples for weeks beforehand. The long-awaited day crawls closer as meticulous preparations are made. Three generations are united by one desire.
There is a bitter-sweetness to the memories of our past holidays. Four generations setting off in anticipation of the joys of a simpler life are now reduced to three by the natural cull of passing years. A short respite from the hectic pace of work and school and a chance to recharge the batteries spurs us on.
These long-established trips have entered family lore. Each year we add to our common storehouse of shared pleasures and strengthen the ties of blood with shared experiences.
The excitement ripples for weeks beforehand. The long-awaited day crawls closer as meticulous preparations are made. Three generations are united by one desire.
There is a bitter-sweetness to the memories of our past holidays. Four generations setting off in anticipation of the joys of a simpler life are now reduced to three by the natural cull of passing years. A short respite from the hectic pace of work and school and a chance to recharge the batteries spurs us on.
These long-established trips have entered family lore. Each year we add to our common storehouse of shared pleasures and strengthen the ties of blood with shared experiences.
The music of the Spheres urges the Valkyrie conquerors
towards the West.
