Newgrange is a 5,000-year-old earthen monument that works as an astronomical clock. Unlike Stonehenge, there is no equivocation on this: the entire passageway illuminates on the shortest days of the year. Like many raths, mottes and barrows, it bears a hefty weight of mythology and assorted legends. I might have drawn on a few for my recent novel.
I’ve been a regular visitor to Newgrange since 1997 and have been one of the lucky few to see the actual sunrise on a midwinter morning from within the chamber. (A big thanks to my husband for that opportunity.)
For a comprehensive introduction to the site, visit: www.newgrange.com .