The dark side of Ireland's relationship with its wildlife
We think we love them; perhaps because what’s wild and free enthrals us.
Like unexpectedly glimpsing a set of antlers, half-camouflaged among trees in a shaded wood, it’s thrilling to hear the startling screech of a black-eyed barn owl drenching the night with mystery; exciting to spy a pair of long ears above the uncut grass of an Irish meadow; the only visible sign of a hare, happily hopping about its business.

