The wind had engulfed the cottage for several days, starting its angry encirclement in the early hours of Sunday morning.
The kettle kept a simmer on the stove for cups of tea to pass the evening in quiet repose.
The storm raged for most of yesterday too and now, this morning, the rain falls softly on the trees, hardly making a sound on the roof of the veranda.
Last evening the candles burned as the electricity flicked on and off in little staggers.
Myself, Jack and Missy kept company as the wind howled overhead.
The weather has settled down this morning…just a drizzle of soft rain that keeps a persistence about it.
Work here continues in the tunnel, clearing the beds and digging in new compost for the winter plantings.
Kale, Purple Sprouting Broccoli and Chard were planted this morning.
The Garlic will go in outdoors in the potager beds, before the soil cools down too much…it gives them a better start! The harvesting continues as more and more produce is brought onto the shelter of the veranda.
I will slice and freeze some of the apples, sprinkling them with a little sugar and cinnamon first…this helps to keep them better.
One would find it hard to believe that there was a storm at all, looking around the gardens here at Bealtaine Cottage…the benefit of planting over 900 trees; just heaps of shelter now!
Just a few more days until the Equinox…
Here are the wonderful “Moving Hearts” with their classic, played live, “The Storm”
The air is cool and the sun is hidden behind low cloud and even a little mist.
I must admit to loving this time of year!
This is all about living as sustainably as possible.
As more and more visitors make their way to Bealtaine Cottage, for workshops on sustainable living and all aspects of permaculture, a space that would define this was needed!
In order to live even more sustainably, I am aiming to install solar and wind power…upgrading the shop and workshop space will help me achieve this goal!
Moving furniture around is hard going, so I’ve stopped for a cup of tea, as the kettle has been boiling on the stove for some time now.
Tomorrow I meet with an advisor from Roscommon Enterprise…wish me luck!
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One of the many apple trees at Bealtaine Cottage, laden with fruit on this glorious September day.
As the nights draw in and the apple harvest swells, we realise Samhain is near.
Autumn is making it’s progress through the beautiful Arigna Mountains and the valley where Keadue nestles near the Castle of Kilronan…a place swathed in mist at this magical time of year.
Butterflies cover the Buddleia…this is a late flowering one as I planted it out this year, which is lucky for the butterflies as they made a late appearance!
It always feels so nice to walk around the gardens with the little characters who inhabit this sacred space!
She keeps an eye on everyone!
I can only add that we all enjoyed the walk.
Harvests are looking good despite the lack of sunshine.
Today, Sunday, is overcast and still.
If the weather is fine tomorrow I shall begin to harvest the Blackcurrants.
It looks to be a mighty harvest…certainly in excess of last year, when over 100lbs were picked…and the birds had their feast along the way!
Redcurrants are cropping well also and most of these will go in the freezer, as I enjoy fruit yoghurts throughout the winter.
The Redcurrants give the impression of jewels hanging on bushes.
I often wonder why more of these delightful and easy to grow fruit bushes are not planted in borders in the garden.
The leaves are a lovely vivid green and look really attractive!
I bought this lovely lamp in a Charity shop in Enniskillen, on my way to Omagh, my home town.
I was up visiting my Mum on her 82nd birthday last Friday!
She is in great form and looking fantastic!
I must post a pic of her soon!
Happy Birthday Mum! (I’m saying this because she has recently started looking on the net and perusing the Bealtaine Cottage blogs!)
I notice that the flowers are all in bloom on the St John’s Wort bush…they are all open despite the lack of sun!
The Bealtaine Angel silently surveys the Valerian…
I have been gathering big bouquets of Yellow Loosestrife to fill vases in the cottage.
Everywhere the lushness of midsummer continues to hold sway…
Flo has taken over Jack’s home…a girl after my own heart…and poor Jack, he looks so downtrodden!
As soon as he dares to exit the basket, Flo spreads out so as to deter Jack from even getting his paw back in!
I’ve been out looking at the hedgerow and the incredible growth so far this year.
I’ve made a short video that you can click on at the end of this blog.
It’s an observation on how to make the hedgerow deeper and a safe wildlife corridor, as that is what the present day hedge has evolved into.
Indeed, without hedgerows, wildlife are left incredibly exposed as they traverse the land from place to place.
Our own habitats are easy to protect and enhance, but there is nothing so beneficial to the health of the environment as the common hedgerow.
As I spin wool, the hedgerow on an Autumn morning, is spun over with silky threads and webs by spiders inhabiting within.
Last evening it was very warm and balmy, so, I opened the windows in all rooms throughout the cottage. The lamps were lit and I waited for the expected visitors…Moths…but there were none! Not one! I simply cannot understand it and am somewhat bewildered. I stepped outside and switched on the lamp on the west gable end of the cottage…but still, no Moths! So I went looking for the Bats that have always inhabited the eaves of the roof. I love to watch then swirl around the cottage through the night air, feasting in flight, but…none could be seen! What has happened?
So, here is today’s video…
It is difficult to comprehend, without seeing this photograph, that what is now a lush, abundant paradise, was once a barren monoculture, devoid of wildlife, birdsong and no biodiversity to speak of…
This was Bealtaine Cottage Permaculture Smallholding on day one of the transformation, only made possible by applying permaculture principles and design.
What you are looking at is the view of the land from the cottage itself.
The transformation has been carried out single-handedly, by myself, aided only by planting, mulching and manuring, again carried out by hand over the course of eight years.
Today I decided to visit the well which feeds water to the cottage. The landscape of the hill behind the cottage remains unchanged, so you can see for yourself how inhospitable the cottage and land first looked…
Click on the link below to watch…
There is somethinginfinitely healing in the repeated refrains
of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night,and
spring after the winter.
– Rachel Carson
The Sense of Wonder
Yesterday, on my way back from the North, I stopped at a Charity Shop and bought this lovely throw for a few euros.
It now covers a multitude of sins on the old sofa and Missy certainly approves of the recycling effort here!
Try to keep to sheltered areas in a strong wind though!
My brother Hugh made the lovely bench from old Georgian doors, 150 years old! Hugh makes a lot of these and calls them, “Hugh’s Pews!”
This one is ‘Shabby Chic.’
Haws and Ivy.Some of nature’s mostexquisite handiwork is on a miniature
scale, as anyone knows who has applied a magnifyingglass
to a snowflake.
– Rachel Carson
..food for the birds!
No need for peanuts if you ‘plant ahead!’
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Jack is my beautiful rescue dog…I usually introduce thus to strangers as a way of excusing his enthusiasm for life…jumping up to greet people!
Jack loves walking, so we go out at least twice a day along the laneway where I live, here at Ballyfermoyle.
I took these photos this morning for you all to see soem of what Jack and I see…
Recipe for Autumn Chutney…easy and you get to choose the fruit!
- 1.5kg apples, chopped up in small pieces
- 80g chopped dates
- 100g raisins
- 450g onions, fine chopped
- 2 cloves garlic, finely chopped
- 350g soft brown sugar
- 550mls malt vinegar
- 1 tsp allspice
- 1 tsp ground ginger
- half tsp white pepper
- 1 tsp salt
Put all the ingredients into a large pan over a gentle heat and stir until sugar is dissolved.
Bring to boil, turn down heat and simmer for one and a half hours. Stir a few times during cooking.
Pot immediately, but leave to mature for at least a week for the flavours to infuse.
I had some on bread whilst still hot and it’s yummy!
Far be that fate from us…said Ovid over 2,000 years ago…
It got me thinking of all I thought would not happen when I first took up growing…
We would not destroy our lifeline, the soil, for all that is necessary for life lies within…
Did you see the gigantically terrifying Dust-cloud that enveloped Phoenix, Arizona?
Reminiscent of the Dust-Bowl catastrophes of the hungry thirties…
There is little need to dig, disturbing the ecological balance of the soil.
The fate that awaits us all is a depleted soil and thence a depleted Earth and this is happening every day in corporate controlled Agriculture…and there is a Land-Grab going on, have no doubt about that!
The Corporate monsters are on the march!
As consumers we are powerful, very powerful indeed!
I was reminded on Twitter this morning of this when reading some of the tweets accumulated overnight and one of them was about buying local, another about imported foods from parts of Africa where hunger is now ravaging the people…think on…
Hazelnuts beginning to ripen here at Bealtaine…this is a food to forage as well as grow and forms a good source of protein for the vegan or vegetarian.
These store well and can be ground or minced and added to burgers!
And a few more words from Ovid…”Video meliora, proboque; Deteriora sequor,” which translated means, simply…”I see the better way, and approve it; I follow the worse.”
We have choices.
We have the power.
We can be the change we want to see…
SWEET JOE PYE
A perennial, growing near the apple tree pictured in previous blog, it grows tall and flowers quite soon as you can see. Otherwise known in Latin as Eutrochium Purpureum is a clump forming plant. it can grow to 2 metres high…wow, indeed it does too! The leaves grow to 30 cm (12 in) long and have a somewhat wrinkled texture. Plants attract a lot of activity from insects that feed on the nectar produced by the flowers.
This clump grows well beneath the Copper Beech tree and wedged between it and the Apple tree. I recently mulched around the area with cardboard and straw in oreder to clear some ground for planting out this Autumn.
I once spent Autumn in Toronto in Canada and that was definitely the most gloriously colourful place ever for that season…it took my breath away!
Roses, Willow and Copper Beech…some of my favourite plants. I must take lots of cuttings this Autumn and grow these Roses on! I took some last year and they all did well!
Why is it that plants like to be together? They obviously thrive well like this! Perhaps they are aware that they are not alone…
The white Buddleia near the Barn is coming into bloom. Soon the Butterflies will be around and about!
Feverfew (Tanacetum parthenium ), a member of the sunflower family, has been used for centuries in European folk medicine.
This sweet smelling flower is commonly associated as a remedy for headaches, arthritis, and fevers.
The name Feverfew is derived from the Latin word for fever…febrifugia, meaning, fever reducer!
It grows really easily from seed, self-seeding all over the gravel here at Bealtaine Cottage.
This is growing in a pot near the back door of the house, on the southern side.
These are rambling roses, climbing and pushing their way across a willow arch I made to help support them last year.
Roses are best known as ornamental plants grown for their flowers in the garden.
There are several different varieties here, though I don’t really know the names, as I have grown them from slips, mostly purloined from other gardens!
Roses are used for commercial perfumery and commercial cut flower crops.
Some are used as landscape plants and for hedging.
Although Roses have minor medicinal uses, the fruits, or Rose-hips tell a different story altogether, most famous for the syrup made from them and fed to babies!
This is a little apple tree bought by my mother and planted into a quiet little spot on the land behind the cottage.
The apple is from the species, Malus domestica, in the rose family (Rosaceae).
It is one of the most widely cultivated tree fruits.
The tree originated in Western Asia, where its wild ancestor, the Alma, is still found today.
There are more than 7,500 known cultivars of apples.
Cultivars vary in their yield and the ultimate size of the tree, even when grown on the same rootstock.
This particular cultivar is a miniature apple tree.
At least 55 million tonnes of apples are grown worldwide, annually. China produces about 35% of this total.
The United States is the second-leading producer, with more than 7.5% of world production.
Iran is third, followed by Turkey, Russia, Italy and India.
I noticed the birds coming down to feed on the flowers of the pansies.
The red and pink plant at the front is the little plant, Herb Robert.
Summer has magically disappeared, just like in the magicians’ trick. Yesterday was a strange day! The clouds appeared to stand still all day long…
The soft rain has settled in drops on the red Perlagonium…Geranium to you and me! Red geraniums are linked in the minds eye with the Irish cottage. The simple, stark, vivid red stands out against the whitewash of the cottage walls. So much of Irish tradition has become subsumed into the vulgarity that was the so-called Celtic Tiger. One would be heard-pressed to find a traditional cottage that is lived in and cared for…most have been allowed to fall back into the ground.
This is the 5th year of bloom for this lovely white flower, planted into tyres around the veranda rose, it never fails to make a show of itself!
Strawberries in Hanging Baskets…
continue to fruit and ripen and be gorged upon!
Delightful is the season’s splendour,
winter’s rough wind has gone;
bright is every fertile wood,
a joyful peace is summer.
-“Maytime,” Irish, 9th Century.
This is a realisation being brought more and more to the fore of my thinking.
All that is wrong in our world today can be traced back to our reckless and insane treatment of the environment.
The cost of economic growth in our world has been paid for by Gaia herself.
And yes, I know I sound passionate and maybe even upset, but, then, I am!
The E.U. and Trees!
I once held out hope that Ireland’s participation in the European Union would create a sense of joined up thinking about the state of our sick environment and how we could start to create instead of continually destroy.
That somehow, policy and directives from Brussels would create enlightenment and lead to the wholesale planting of trees on our monocultured island…but recent discussions with someone in receipt of E.U. grants for tree-planting has led me to be very concerned indeed!
Grant to Plant!
In order to qualify for a specific grant to plant deciduous trees, my friend has to agree to plant 2,600 deciduous trees on 3 acres…and I’ve tweeked these figures…DOWN!
Now for those of you who don’t know what 3 acres looks like, have a closer scan of some of the 500 or so posts put up from Bealtaine Cottage.
Sitting on 3 acres, the cottage is surrounded by trees, planted over the course of the past 7 years.
Somewhere between 500-600 trees have been planted, with plans for a further 100-200 in the future.
Can you identify much room for a further 2,000 or so trees?
I conclude that the E.U. does not have a clue, not even an iota of one!
The state of tree planting here in Ireland can be summed up as inadequate, with the emphasis on monoculture plantations of Sitka Spruce, planted for harvesting, in long, tight rows, where only a huge machine could possibly access the nightmare of environmental sickness.
These trees are planted for money and regarded only in fiscal terms.
Monoculture is the order of the day because the environment is tied into the “Merchants of Greed,” as John Seymour called them…the institutions now viewed as the great destroyers of our country!
And, This Fear…?
Where does it come from?
What is it that makes so many people frightened of Nature?
Where does this desperation to control Gaia come from?
To see trees reduced to gangly, over-crowned sticks that need staking in order to stand up, is a sad reflection on our lack of understanding of our world and Mother Nature.
Trees don’t need stakes if the WHOLE environment in which they are planted is taken into consideration.
There are no staked trees at Bealtaine other than some of the smaller fruit trees that become heavy with fruit and need supporting during this time.
It is this continual need to dominate Nature and control her that causes humanity to fear the environment.
We must awaken to the possibilities of living with her, or, well, I don’t want to go there!
Bealtaine this morning…
Got a mega-curry under way…vegan, of course and destined to be consumed over the course of the weekend!
The Red Jewels…
in the garden are redcurrants…to be made into one of the best fruit wines around!
has been a hive of activity this morning, with curry, soup and bread all made and stored for the weekend. This will be a ‘no-cook,’ weekend!
a great weekend everyone. Maybe plant a tree? Be happy!
Lysamachia Punctata is just opening for its annual display of yellow. This is the 7th year of Bealtaine permaculture. It was pointed out to me recently that Bealtaine is becoming more of a centre for permaculture than any other place in the N.W. of Ireland. There are visitors all year round, as well as students who want to view a mature permaculture smallholding , functioning on a daily basis, producing food and energy, as well as a permacultured home, with permaculture principles adopted as a lifestyle choice.
Considering the fact that there are 3 acres of tended gardens here, the total time spent maintaining these is about 2 hours per day, Monday through Friday. This is the biggest bonus to permaculture growing…once established the gardens require little tending. This is because Nature does most of the work and cutting back become the major task through the seasons.
The basic recipe I use, from an ancient book, is as follows:
1 gallon of Spring Water
1 tsp wine yeast
Steep the fruit in the water for 4-6 days, stirring daily. Keep covered with a clean cloth. Strain. Add sugar and stir well. Add yeast. Stir well. Pour into demijohn, insert bung and airlock and place in warm area. When clear and no more bubbles rising in airlock, syphon off carefully into bottles and cork.
Mum celebrates her 81st birthday this month and is staying with us for a holiday. Flo is on permanent holiday! mum loves the animals to be close-by and finds great comfort in them. So, she sleeps contentedly on the bed, watched over by Flo, the rescue babe…it’s a joy to see them both in their shared happiness. Long life to them!
Dog Daisies, regarded as a weed, are blooming all over the west of Ireland at present. This is a clump of them near the back of the cottage. Allowed to grow each year, they will begin to form a little colony and eventually become a part of the flowering season, like these!
Blackcurrants ripening…soon time to begin harvesting…cordials and wines will be on the top of the list to make from these this year. Since becoming Vegan I am aware of the importance of good quality food and drink and am developing a fondness for cordials. The Elderflower cordial at the moment is being snaffled by visitors, so am having to step up production! I have yet to make Blackcurrant Cordial, but am looking forward to learning and doing!
Here is the recipe for the Elderflower Cordial
It’s so very simple!
30g citric acid
1 litre water
Coll boiled water. Add Elderflowers & citric acid. Leave for about 48hours, strain, add sugar. Dissolve sugar, keep stirring. Bottle.
This recipe was given to me by a Permaculture Visitors to Bealtaine, Derek and Mary, who left me a bottle of the cordial and I was well impressed! It keeps for a year and more…if you have that much willpower! I use glass bottles, the screw top kind
I live in a very beautiful part of Ireland…and you are probably aware of that too.
I consider the land sacred.
It is our umbilical cord.
It feeds and nourishes us all.
I came to Bealtaine nine years ago and my journey here has awakened me.
The greatest work we can do is to protect the sacred Earth…that’s it for me, simple as!
I did not expect what was to happen next…
Big Business coming into my beautiful North West of Ireland to exploit the Gas Reserves that lie beneath this sacred land…and, Bealtaine!
94 BILLION DOLLARS worth of it!
Banned in France.
No understood outcomes…so new…since 2002, so we wait for the accumulation of information and that may be too late for our sacred Earth…What have we unleashed from Pandora’s Box?
The beautiful Sage in flower in the tunnel. My big drive this year is focused on seed saving, hence the amount of tall and flowering plants in the tunnel. This Sage plant is strong and prolific…ideal to save seeds from!
Now that the grapes have set it is time to prune and cut back before too much of the plants’ vigour is used up and diverted away fro developing the fruit.
Moon in the sky last night over Bealtaine, lighting the way back from the tunnel. the Cuckoo was still calling, even in the dark of the night and light of the moon. as we ascend towards Midsummer, the Cuckoo barely sleeps. I have heard him call in the middle of the night!
The garden becomes a jungle as the rain falls and the sun shines inbetween. Willow is shooting up and all of the trees are rapidly assuming a look of maturity, though they are far from it, being 7 years old and younger!
Permaculture is about connections, keeping mindful of our connections to the Earth, so walking the land is very important. Walking the land at dusk is an uplifting experience, hearing the Blackbird sing the last song of the day. Thousands of years ago our ancestors kept mindfulness of the seasons and the rivers and all that lived thereon. my ancestors, the Celts, believed that all living things had a spirit and God dwelt within all! It is easy to believe that same wonder of understanding…should not the creator be in all creation? An artist paints a picture…ask the artist how much of herself can be found therein?
The logs continue to be stacked in the barn in preparation for winter. Most of the wood is Ash and Sycamore and burns well, providing a good source of heat for the cottage which is sustainable and carbon balanced. I am aware that more and more people here in Ireland are returning to a multi-fuel source of heating for their homes, which can only be a good thing. For too long there has been a reliance on oil and a devaluation of our own resources!
Ferns…some of the oldest living plants in our world.
When I began the Bealtaine Permaculture Project back in 2004 there were few of these beautiful plants anywhere on this land. I remember digging one up in a woodland not far from here and planting it in the small, wannabe woodland that was to become the Fairy Dell…and yes, it is certainly magical! From then till now the population of Ferns on this smallholding has steadily increased each year…
Since the Banking Crisis broke worldwide it has become evident to me just how embedded the corporations are with western governments and the amount of deceit and corruption that abounds within these structures. All kinds of directives come from Europe in relation to farming that, in my understanding, do nothing more than create Monoculture Monsters. To view the land as an economic farming industry is to do so at our peril…Nature WILL not tolerate what we attempt to ignore for the sake of industrialized food production and ultimately, greed. “The world has enough for every man’s need, but not enough for every man’s greed!”
Gunnera by the side of the pond is sprouting and growing by the hour. It is surprising that this of all plants survived the bitter cold of last winter. Many of the plants like Escallonia and Eucalyptus died.
The Gunnera is a huge and stunning plant, especially grown beside water.
Copper Beech is planted throughout the gardens on the smallholding and they add a tremendous amount of colour for most of the year. Many are planted along the laneway up to the cottage and each year add another dimension to the look and shelter as they increase in size.
The flowers of the Pine trees are out and each one has this lovely white cobweb under each one. These unusual looking flowers turn into cones…pine cones, and have a delicate yellow pollen that when the tree is shaken the yellowy dust blows off in a cloud…it’s beautiful to watch!
Ivy in the Fairy Dell woodland is growing and hanging in great swirls as the light seeps through before the full shadiness of summer begins.Ivy grows in abundance here in the west of Ireland…it is almost unstoppable!
Valerian coming into flower today at Bealtaine. The rain continues, almost unabated, raising the water table and pushing the water in my spring well down towards the cottage. Spent quite some time bringing water across to the tunnel to give the plants a good drenching!
Sprays of Hawthorn blossom hang in swathes around the hedgerows at the cottage. The flowers of this tree release a certain chemical which is good for the heart and it is recommended to breath deeply around these gorgeous blossoms!
Made a fruit sourdough bread yesterday. Sourdough skills are developing slowly and the real savings are tangible. Making the traditional soda bread was easy, but more costly. Buttermilk was needed, whereas sourdough requires nothing other than the flour and what one chooses over and above that! Added to that is the bonus of the bread not using commercial yeast, which is detrimental to health for more and more people.
Lots of wild Bluebells have appeared this year at Bealtaine. This single flower is indicative of the natural spread taking place after 7 chemical-free years on this smallholding. Open the door a little, (figuratively speaking), and Nature sweeps in…a much welcomed guest!
The heavenly, sweet-scented flowers on the Hawthorn trees is in full bloom now. This is the edge of the Fairy Dell, where many of the apple trees thrive. Cherry and Plum are also planted on this south facing edge of the woodland.
The sun sets into the west and the day is nearly over. Rain is promised for the night ahead and tomorrow. All is quiet and calm and dry at Bealtaine. The well has stopped feeding the cottage with its sweet water.
The shadows cast by the setting sun illuminate the curtained cupboard…”I am half-sick of shadows, said the Lady of Shallot…” Listening to the incessant reporting on the death of Osama Bin Laden, I am half-sick of news…! Is this all that is news worthy? Will we ever be told the truth by the popular media? I grew up in Omagh, a town dominated by institutional sectarianism and was aware from an early age that the BBC rarely reported what I experienced…there were two different realities, the one I lived and the one on the screen!
There is one certainty in all of this mayhem that is civilisation…that the beauty that is Gaia will be here long after we have passed…Perhaps the words of an unknown Irish Bard can best capture the moment that’s in it- “The world has laid low, and the wind blows away like ashes Alexander, Caesar, and all who were in their trust; grass-grown is Tara, and see Troy now how it is – and the Irish themselves, perhaps they too will pass!” Irish; author unknown; 17th-18thcentury.
There is little space left in the tunnel…plants and seedlings jostle for what is there and the grapevine is setting lots of fruit. Nectarine and Peach trees in here have already set an abundance of small fruits, so the harvest is looking fruitful!
Each year for the past four years of the seven Bealtaine has been growing I have siad that this would be a bumper harvest for Apples. I have to say this again…a bumper crop is expected! I will post regular pics to update you on this! You can see some from last harvest, when the trees were heavy with fruit! No sprays, no chemicals, just permaculture!
Living in Ireland where few trees are planted,( except the dreaded Sitka Spruce for money!) Bealtaine is fast growing to look like an Oasis in a desert. Intense planting, as per permaculture, makes this small 3 acres look exceptional. Most farmers in Ireland get financial subsidies and don’t plant trees…I have planted almost 600 and receive zero reward…well, not in financial terms, but you can see the immense rewards here for Gaia, birds, insects, animals, visitors and me! PLANT MORE TREES!
Considering the state of the environment in the north west of Ireland this morning, the gripe of no well water is a small one for me here at Bealtaine, for as I write this there are wildfires raging in areas of Ireland, burning tracts of land and causing some devastation!
What has happened in this part of Ireland recently has contributed towards the perfect conditions that have led to these appalling fires taking hold…heat, drought, then intense wind from the east! It is very hard to extinguish a wildfire in these conditions!
The hens are happy…no loss on them at all in this weather. It helps that they have plenty of shade! Visitors to the gardens of Bealtaine yesterday remarked on the way the hens will sit still to allow being picked up…they are very tame!
Drove to the ocean yesterday.
Rosses Point in Sligo on the west coast of Ireland.
It was beautiful.
Took Jack and he loved it too!
Jack approves of the sea and the sand…he got really excited!
And he even found friends on the sand…
Tonight is the Eve of Bealtaine, the eve of summer, SummerEve…
A jet in the evening sky heading into the west, probably to America.
The setting sun has illuminated the trail in the dusk.
Returning home…The lane-way at Bealtaine, now densely planted with trees and shrubs and other living things.
It is almost impossible to see the cottage!
I love cows…they’re such sociable animals, so am glad I don’t eat them! These belong to a neighbour of mine and are very well looked after by Tom Kelly, as you can see. When I walk down the lane, they are inclined to peer over the hedge at me, full of interest. If I had the extra land I would definitely think about keeping a cow…as a pet!I’m continuing to fiddle around with this new format and try to get the blog unscrambled…bear with me! The image below was snapped on the north facing bank of the smallholding earlier. The cherry tree is in full bloom.The Lower Pond surrounded by fast growing willow fedge.
From the Kitchen window on a good day, the world looks great…mind you the world is great, every day…well at least that’s the feeling that permaculture gives you!I decided to go for a new theme on the blog…hope you like it!
Greening up in the East garden…the sunshine makes it look surreal!
Oh dear…my blog site is playing up, not allowing me to upload pics properly. It’s inserting one pic on top of another and I don’t know what to do! No real speed to connect with much as this is dial-up! Sorry folks…will continue to post!
All I can say is that the pics are all of Bealtaine Cottage Smallholding!
It’s a beautiful morning here in west Ireland. Summer appears to have come early. The mountains look baby blue this morning, caught in a heat haze.
I shall try posting later and hope the problem is fixed. it was the same yesterday evening!
Produce in the tunnel is growing well.
There is always some food to be harvested in here all year round.
This is important as I am a vegan and need to ensure a good supply of fresh, wholesome, organic food.
A view of the fruit and vegetable gardens taken from the field behind Bealtaine.
Kilronan Mountain lies to the north.
Apple blossom and rhubarb.
A grass path leading from the hen house over to the tunnel and compost bins, lined with Amelanchier and Lime trees.
The same path…
Friendship is wonderful. There is a triad symbol to friendship…a triangle…consisting of Trust, Respect and Understanding.
Rosemary Roberts suggests that this is a Celtic Triad and forms the basis of solid friendship…”Respect yourself and others through your words and actions.”
“Trust your instincts and the intentions of those close to you.”
And finally, “When acceptance of another’s actions is difficult, stand in the path of understanding.”
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