Synopsis

The passage of time, the temper of the climate, and the lives of the Irish people have shaped a truly magical island. Freed long ago when the ancient link to Britain disappeared beneath the waves, it still cradles within its bowl of ice-worn stone the animals and plants that journeyed with the glaciers’ retreat. Here roam Irish deer, Irish stoats, and Irish mountain hares – but no snake has ever troubled those who felled the forests, fished the waters, and cultivated the land. They wove a world