Éireannach is ea mé, i mo chónaí insan Spáinn. Rugadh mé i lár na tuaithe, ar feadh blianta bhí mé ag teitheadh uaithi, i bhfad as an tuath, ach sa deireadh d’fhill mé, ar ais go dtí an tuath..
An Irishman am i, settled in Spain. Born was i in the middle of the country, for years i ran from it, far from the country, but in the end i returned, back to the country..
..and for certain days in Winter high above the high Castilian plains i live, and my country life is nurtured too..by cold Spring days.
(As for the Iberian Summer and Autumn, well, i get thru them as best i can..suffering a bit from the awful heat of often infernal verano, hoping and praying that it won’t be prolonged into the Fall..which, the not so dry years, can be very beautiful in the mountains, oak-brown otoño and its fern festival..and above all what nourishes me, what sustains me thru the days of intense heat are the images in my head, the memories of days such as the one represented below..the idea, the hope that the deep of Winter will come again!)
..porque el frío conserva la vida?