Thirteen years ago I made a decision to follow my heart and return to Ireland, with a mighty quest.
I wanted to prove the cynics and naysayers wrong.
I believed it was possible and doable to repair Mother Earth…at least a small part of her, whatever little piece I could afford to buy.
Now, thirteen years is a short time in the scheme of things and those who have looked at the before pictures are as amazed as I am at the speed, health and abundance of her recovery!
It is important to state here, for the record, that most people I knew, including friends and family, seen my quest as a form of madness that had taken hold of me in my post menopausal state!
During all of the thirteen years, as I wrote and photographed the unbelievable progress of this little bit of Mother Earth, I became aware that I was one of a small, but increasing band of strange people who had heard the call and got stuck in, doing, what seemed to others, a crazily mad thing!
I became used to the naysayers and the cynics.
I looked up occasionally from my ceaseless planting and sowing and saw people who talked the talk in fine measure, but stopped there!
Almost from the beginning of posting this blog, I have been lucky to have had some quite remarkable people who have made donations that have kept my mortgage going during the worst of times…and I have always struggled to keep the bank on the other side of the gate.
You know who you are and I am eternally grateful for your love and support!
At this thirteen year junction, for it feels like a crossroads for sure, I have become increasingly aware of what lies ahead…and, as with my strong feelings to do what others scorned some thirteen years ago, I care little for what the response is to my words…they must be recorded!
The arrogance of man is shocking indeed!
To have been so certain in the face of their own destructive ways, that the greatest seed bank ever built and guaranteed to last for centuries, if not millennia, was brought to within a hair’s breath of destruction within a few short years of its completion, should be the wake-up call of wake-up calls!
Read the arrogance of certainty in this Time article…
Now, we all know what happened this year, don’t we?
The Doomsday Vault has not even survived its first ten years!
So this brings me to what I want to say…
Things are changing faster than anyone could have expected!
I have witnessed the longest drought ever this year here in the west of Ireland.
The Arrogance of Certainty seems ridiculous with hindsight, for nothing is certain anymore!
Man has chosen to try to outrun Nature in a feeble attempt to remain in charge!
Mother Earth has poured scorn on his attempts in what was arrogantly termed the Doomsday Vault!
I continue to sow and plant…one of many little Arks across the Earth…and plant out the little clocks that
“Beats out the little lives of men.” ~Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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