This is what I see when I look up at the night sky during the cold dark Dublin winter. Reflections from the moon and dark curious shadows.
Although it is summer here in Dublin now, you wouldn't know it. The sun has hardly come out to shine and the ground is still wet from all the rain.
'Where oh where has the summer gone?', I ask as I listen to the pitter patter of the rain on the rooftop outside my bedroom window.
It feels like the winter is endless and there are no seasons at all.
Very Mystical indeed?