i>"He closed his eyes and felt his spirit soar. Tara's sweet smelling grass lay beneath his feet. The cloudless sky seemed to wait for his action..." - Elven World
My return to Hill of Tara was breathtaking and passionate -- more than I expected since, to many, it is just a hill and pastures for sheep. Yet I know, as you do, it is the seat of the Elven kings, home of Tuatha de Danann and the faery mounds.
The road to Tara off the main road from Dublin to Kells. When I… Continue