There’s a view of the Mourne Mountains at the top of the road that I live on. Like Heraclitus’ River – the view is never the same – but even when the Mountains are completely hidden by fog or low cloud, the impact is never less than extraordinary. Sometimes I try and ‘read’ the view, the way that we found faces and shapes in clouds when we were children.
This time of year is particularly wonderful because the air is so clear and the mountains shine their deep blue – and then there has been the smallest skiff of snow giving that lovely distant whiteness to contrast with the indigo.
Dundrum Bay and Murlough are, however, the true domain of the Mourne’s as they sweep down to the sea. The hands of the mountains practically knock on the door of viewers’ imaginations.
Needless to say, I am so looking forward to our second Dundrum Imaginarium. I am in the midst of preparing my bits!
We have a great group booked in for the creative retreat and I am so looking forward to be part of the gentle creative acts of discovery, connection and exploration that will take place from the 4-6 December in Dundrum and environs.
If you think this might be just what you need, we still have a small number of spaces that we’d love to fill so if you are interested, don’t hesitate to contact dundrumimaginariumATgmail.com (replace AT with @).
Header image: The Great Cat delivers a kitten to the top of the mountain (what do you see?)