Damien Enright

Silver and gold in the hillsides of West Cork

ON these dulcet summer evenings, more often than not, sunlight streams down the west-facing bays of West Cork.

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Bill Liao's book, 'Forests: Reasons to be Hopeful' outlines the challenge we face preserving biodiversity but, crucially, emphasises that it can be done.

There’s hope for the future in reforestation

AT a family gathering in Cork City on a recent weekend, I walked through a Japanese garden, the owner of which is a dedicated cultivator of bonsai trees.

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Our summer is a celebration of insects

WALKING a bohreen above the sea last week, on a day that was dull, but warm — intermittent patches of bright sunlight, a pearl grey blanket overhead, and heavy heat beneath — I suddenly found a half dozen butterflies zipping madcap around me at a rate approaching the speed of bats.

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Some unmissable sights round Co Cork this June

SIGHTS not to be missed this week: firstly, the Water Crowfoot in your local river.

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East coast of America, beautiful in the Maine

IN Maine, on the western shores of the Atlantic, daffodils were blooming with the same enthusiasm as on our eastern shores a month ago.

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Lough Hyne, where sea and lake hold their breath

WHAT an outstandingly beautiful day was April 28.

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Furze by any other name would smell as sweet

THE Cork and Kerry mountains were golden with gorse when we drove west last weekend, not Irish dwarf gorse, which displays its glory in September, but French gorse, the tall fellow which Goldsmith described, in The Deserted Village, as “blossom’d furze unprofitably gay ... ”.

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We kept the best til last on our trip

TO paraphrase the well-worn phrase from the great poet, TS Eliot (who may well have stolen it from someone else), his advice to writers was: “Don’t plagiarise, steal.” We arrive at the end of our journey, and find the place we should have visited at the beginning.

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Paradise island with a sting in the tail

Wandering around the island of Lombok you’ll encounter everything from sea turtles to black water buffalo. Among the less friendly fauna Damien met was a scorpion, which dealt him a vicious sting.

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In the colourful land of Tír na Óg

“I don’t mind the heat but will those damn doves never stop!,” I asked my wife, paraphrasing poor Caruthers, the prototypical English administrator in the heart of darkest Africa, driven demented not by the doves but by the incessant drums.

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