It’s rare to get anything from a bank these days.
Investments and savings are accepted, while little is offered to customers!
However, my local bank, in Carrick-on-Shannon, provided me with one of the best growing investments I have ever had…and one that continues to grow and spread rampantly…Valerian.
To be honest, I stole them!
Now that’s a confession I should not be making, but in this case, as the seeds did not belong to Monsanto, I felt it was my duty to snap them off and spread them as generously as I could, all around Bealtaine Cottage.
Anyway, six or so years later, the seeds continue to spread, of their own volition and infest the gravel with delight, for me and the Bees!
Here they are…Click on the link to see the best investment anyone can make…investing in Nature and the environment…
Happy Bealtaine Everyone!
I began the day with a trip to my local town of Carrick-on-Shannon and managed to fit in a spot of urban foraging while I was there!
You see, many of the shops package up their cardboard waste into huge bundles, ready for the waste collection, a service they pay for, by the way!
This kind of waste is excellent for using in both the cottage and on the land.
Using it in the cottage, in the stoves, as an excellent way to start the fire, as the cardboard gives out a brilliant heat!
As a mulch in the garden, especially around newly planted trees as it keeps the weeds and tall grass at bay for a year or more!
This kind of foraging is very practical, as it offsets the cost of the petrol used in the car driving to town…the cardboard in the stove alone saves money that would be spent on firelighters!
When I was building the porch, shown here, I used a lot of recycled cardboard as an insulating material and it works rather well too!
It is also a great, compostable material after using it on the floors on particularly wet days…muddy feet and wet paws!
The video today is about Roses and coppicing…accidental coppicing!
Click on the link below and enjoy!
Wednesday 7th September 2011
More Wonderful Visitors to Bealtaine Cottage…
This wonderful young fella turned up at the protest on Monday evening, outside the Council Offices in Carrick-on-Shannon…complete with Gas mask, (Josh Fox) style and home made placard and got a rousing cheer from the protesters!
Visitors to the Permaculture Smallholding today… Bernie and Colin.
Both inspired and enthused with lots of ideas and lots of free plants to take back to the 7 acres Colin tending near Ballinamore. Wonderful people, filled with good energy and leaving some of it behind for me.
I am a great believer in good energy and realise how important this is for people to thrive. Those whose energy is sick or failing can get very angry with life and lash out at people. Many of these people can do a great deal of damage as warmongers and people of greed. We have all encountered people like this on our journey.
And as the day moves on, the chores continue…chopping wood for the stove, though it’s warm today and I will light the smaller stove in the sitting room later on, just for comfort and hot water.
The tidy up continues, as I clear out sheds and bag up endless bags for the charity shop in Carrick. Kevin, who runs it, is always so very pleasant and appreciative, it is a delight to visit!
Dr Helen Caldicott has spent most of her professional life keeping us informed of the facts about Nuclear energy and all the associated problems.
Here is Helen talking about the recent events at Fukushima…it’s well worth a watch…just click on the link below!
Food for the birds this winter…no more birdfeeders, which hang in gardens until enough plants have been planted that will feed wildlife proper. That point was reached several years ago as you can see.
This is Cotoneaster, one of many berry bearing shrubs that will more than adequately keep birds fed over the course of a long winter!
One of my favourite poets is Seamus Heaney.
Following the day that became known as, “Bloody Sunday,” Seamus made his way to Derry for the funerals of the thirteen.
This is the poem he wrote about that journey and that day.
Click on the link to hear the poem and see some black and white footage of the events of both the journey and the sad events.
A passion for Ireland. Mother Ireland and the desire to protect her land and water and air and trees and green fields and all that turns a lump in the throat when we think of her.
A passion that sees young families, like this one, spending hours of love and care and sharing, designing and painting a banner that evokes a sense of love and a desire to nurture and protect.
I need not go through the depressing facts of Fracking. Indeed I cannot…my blood boils with anger and indignation at how my government, here in this Republic of Ireland, could have granted exploration licences to companies wanted to exploit Ireland’s wealth…her people!
Yes, indeed, for it is people like this young family who will bear the curse of poisoned water, ill health and, ultimately, early death, as a result of this environmental end game played out by Men of Greed all over the world.
Look at the picture. Look at the REAL people who will suffer for the 30 pieces of silver being discussed last night in the Council Offices in Carrick-on-Shannon, County Leitrim…
The councillors may have been listening to you, Mr Moorman, but, WE WERE NOT! WE HAVE THE PICTURE…LOOK AT WHERE YOU’VE BEEN ALREADY!