Colours of the season, dogwoods ablaze and Loosestrife turned to straw.
Birch and Beech turn earthy tones.
Near the lake, the cows move slowly in the afternoon heat, seeking shady spots to stand and stare.
Old driftwood from the ocean salutes the cottage.
The horses come to look over the fence, waiting for a treat they are sure to get!
A last flush of yellow on the Hypericum bush holds the moisture from the October air.
The Beech trees will cling onto their leaves for most of the winter, even though the life within has passed.
And little Newts seek a place to over-winter, resting on the back door mat as they make their path towards hibernation.
Aquilegia, now growing all over the permaculture gardens and driveway of Bealtaine Cottage, from its beginnings here 8 years ago, with a handful of seed, saved from a some flowers growing in a garden in North London.
The time is near…Mayday, known as Bealtaine here in Ireland. It is pronounced “Be Al Tan Ah”
Irish mythology marks the beginning of May as the the start of the summer.
This was heralded in with the Fire Festival at Bealtaine.
Great bonfires would mark a time of purification and transition.
There was the hope of a good harvest later in the year, and celebrations were accompanied with rituals to protect the people from any harm by otherworldly spirits. Cattle would be driven through the dying embers of the great bonfires, to protect them from disease.
The Ancient Races who constructed Newgrange in Ireland aligned their monuments to the major solar events.
These were the Winter Solstice, the Spring Equinox, the Summer Solstice and the Autumn Equinox.
The solar year was further divided to mark the half way points between the major solar events giving the cross quarter days of Imbolc, Bealtaine, Lughnasadh and Samhain.
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They are very sociable and family oriented animals.
These belong to my neighbour, Gabriel, here in Ballyfermoyle.
They are contented and very laid back.
At this time of year the land is over-run with wild herbs and flowers and cows are out in the fields all the time.
It’s fascinating to watch them…and they watch me…and Jack, but mostly Jack!
I stood by the fence for about half an hour and they were as interested in me as I was in them.
The flowers of the Rosa Rugusa are in full bloom at the moment and already quite a few hips have formed.
These are packed with Vitamin C and used to make syrup, amongst other foods.
They also make lovely additions to Seasonal wreaths and bouquets.
I am reading a book about life in Medieval Times in England and was fascinated to read how soldiers going off to battle would carry a tiny box with them at all times, filled with…spider’s webs!
These would be used, very successfully apparently, to stem the flow of blood from a wound.
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!