The wind blew a shower of spray from the swollen, cresting waves
and all the science I ever learned about tides and weather and other such things
was lost in the wild exhilaration of a walk on the beach in February
as the sun found a crack in the grey Atlantic clouds
before setting off the storm-beaten coast of Donegal.
© Siobhán McNamara
Rossnowlagh Beach, February 2014
© Siobhán McNamara
