The Bogland Near Rathmore Comments

'The skylark from the bracken rise and singing as she soar And flute like notes of curlew in the bogland near Rathmore And swallow almost touch the ground as to and fro she fly Whenever swallow fly so low it's said that rain is nigh.' nature, absorbing the beauty is an exceptional blessing, watching birds to devine the future was once not a passtime, but aspices auspicious; what will an all thumbs generation find? we learn so much from listening watching, not so much lost in a screen