From A Window on Earth Day
Spring progresses through the west of Ireland.
It may be Earth Day, but every day is so.
Earth is our only home.
Clear skies and sunshine have hastened the beginning of Summer.
I walked around the cottage this morning and snapped a picture of the view from each window.
Now that the warmer days are here, the cottage has gone into reversal, remaining cool and dark on hot days, when it is a relief to walk indoors.
It is evening as I write and the rain is falling, fast filling the barrels that have run dry over recent days.
I have lit the stove in the Lodge and am in the midst of painting the floor a nice shade of navy blue.
Toast and tea are filling the air with scent.
This little wood-burner more than earns its keep here at Bealtaine Cottage. Before I started painting the floor, clothes were drying beside the stove.
Life at the end of Empire is quite comfortable and cheap, as this little home crafted bench, sitting outside the lodge window, testifies.
The rain falls heavier…but back to the window views of this morning.
You can feel the cool of the interior…
A beautiful day to be sure, but night is falling and the kettle sings a song of tea and toast once more…
Let tomorrow be Earth day and the next day and…
Blessings from Bealtaine…
the earth does not belong to man;man belongs to the earth.This we know.All things are connected like the blood which joins one family. i read this the other day and it has stuck with me for some reason, the words are by chief seattle i think.have a blessed day colette and enjoy your cup of tea.
from a very wet scotland x
It is good to meditate on such words.
A wise man indeed!
Since giving up cigarettes ten years ago I have come to appreciate my tea!