Irish History, Culture, Heritage, Language, Mythology
1585 – Death of Nicholas Walsh, Bishop of Ossory. The son of Patrick Walsh, Bishop of Waterford, Nicholas Walsh was consecrated a priest in 1567. He introduced prayer-books and catechisms printed in Irish. He was appointed Chancellor of St. Patrick’s Cathedral in 1571. Starting in 1573, Walsh worked on translating the New Testament into Irish. […]
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1798 – In the early morning hours on the day he is due to be executed, it is discovered that Wolf Tone inflicted a deep wound in his neck; a French emigrant surgeon was called in, closed the wound and reported that, “as the prisoner had missed the carotid artery, he might yet survive, but […]
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Oíche mhaith agaibh. Goodnight from Stair na hÉireann. Bearnagh Twilight, The Mournes. The view here shows the Mourne Wall snaking down from Bearnagh’s summit towards its North Torr, Co Down, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Maidin mhaith agaibh. Good morning from Stair na hÉireann. Sunrise at the beautiful, and unusually calm coastline of Mullaghmore, Co Sligo, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Oíche mhaith agaibh. Goodnight from Stair na hÉireann. Aurora over Lough Neagh, Co Antrim, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Dia daoibh ar maidin. Good morning from Stair na hÉireann. ‘Classiebawn Colour’ – Pre-dawn colour in the sky at Classiebawn Castle on the Mullaghmore peninsula, Co Sligo, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Oíche mhaith agaibh. Goodnight from Stair na hÉireann. ‘The Gap’, Slieve Bearnagh, Mourne Mountains, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Kindness can become its own motive. We are made kind by being kind. ‘Winter Sunset’, Slieve Corragh, Mourne Mountains, Co Down, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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Don’t let the past steal your present. First light of sunrise, taken on the icy slopes of Slievenaglogh, looking down on the Trassey track up to Hare’s Gap, Mourne Mountains, Co Down, Hibernia Landscapes by Stephen Wallace
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The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still. Sunrise over Devenish […]
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