Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts

Monday, May 23, 2011

Apologies, Promises and Predicting the Irish Weather

 
Sorry folks, I’ve been at it again. Slacking off. I’m getting worse too. All I seem to do these days is crawl back every so often, full of apologies and promises, and a lot of chat about the weather, then slink away into obscurity again only to return a week later with a lot of the same.

So I’m going to try not to do that tonight. Though I suppose that ‘sorry folks’ is a form of apology, and saying I’m not going to go slinking away again does kind of count as a promise. Plus, I am going to talk about the weather! Well I’m Irish, it’s what we do.

As they say in these parts, ’tis a while night out there. Terrible windy. Though that’s not quite the type of weather chat I was on about. I was thinking more of the ‘reading nature to predict a storm’ sort.  In fact, I hadn’t actually intended talking about the weather at all until I sat down to write this. I had meant to post about local fairy tales for the lovely Laura.

Most of you won’t know Laura, she doesn’t have a blog, but I’ve known her in the real world for years and believe me, she’s just brilliant. She lives in England and doesn’t get home much, but I met her at a wedding the other day and she promptly reminded me that she likes to keep up to date with the blog. At least she did when there was stuff to keep up to date with. Sorry missus! (Shit, that was another apology.)

Anyway, as I said, I had planned on hunting down some local fairy stories which I knew she’d appreciate. And I did, I found some from right by the area she’s from. They’ll have to wait for another day though (and that’s another promise) ‘cause on the same site I also found this adorable guide to forecasting the weather from signs in nature.

As far as I can tell, it was written by an Inishowen schoolboy in 1938. It’s a just wee bit hilarious, especially considering the storm that’s blowing out there tonight. And I’m sure it’ll be as helpful in Yorkshire as it is here!

 Weather Signs 
by Liam Grant, Maghermore 17/01/1938

When the moon is pale it is a sign of rain.
When there is a ring around the moon it is a sign of rain.
A coppery or pale sunset is a sign of rain.
A rosy sunset means good weather.
When the stars are very bright it is the sign of a storm.
When the cloud are heavy it is a sign of rain.
When it starts to rain if the hens run to their house it is a sign it is going to fair but if they puck about it is going to be a wet day.
When the mist comes up from the sea it is a sign it is a sign of good weather.
When the mist comes down Meentagh glen it is a sign of rain.
When we hear Binion strand roaring it is a sign of rain.
When we hear Carrickabraghey roaring it is a sign of frost.
When the cow shakes herself in the byre it is a sure sign of rain.
When the smoke blows down the chimney it is a sign of rain.
When the hares comes into the fields it is a sign of a storm.
When there are clouds in the sky like goats hair it a sign of rain.
When the crows are up high in the air and fly straight down to the ground it is a sign of rain.
If you see the rock glistening in the distance hills after a shower it is a sign of rain.
When you hear the rivers sounding very loudly it is a sign of rain.
When you can see the hills very close it is a sign of rain.
When you see the merry dancers in the north it is a sign of storm.
When the hills look far away it is a sign of good weather.
When you see the dogs eating grass it is a sign of rain.
When the sun goes down red it is a sign of good weather.
If there is anybody who see wild geese it is a sign of storm.
If you see cows with their backs to the wind it is a sign of rain.
If you see a blue light in the fire it is a sign of storm.
When you see sheep coming in to the front of the hills it is a sign of storm.
If it starts to rain out of the south and the wind to change to the north it will fair.
When you see the cat sitting with the back to the fire it is a sign of storm.
If the new moon has her horns sticking up it is a sign of good weather.
When the horns are sticking down it is a sign of storm.
If the crain goes up the river it is a sign that there is going to be a flood.
If the floor gets damp in wet weather it is going to be good weather.
If the floor gets damp in good weather it is going to be wet weather.
 
THE END

Friday, April 8, 2011

I wandered lonely as a cloud…

Daffodils

Did you know that Wordsworth originally meant that line to read ‘I wandered lonely as a cow’? Doesn’t quite have the same ring to it. Good job there was a woman about to give it that extra whimsical charm, eh?

Anyway, I’m aware it’s not the most original title for a photo post on daffodils but I’m a little lacking in the imaginative thought department this evening.  I think all this extra daylight is addling my brain a bit, plus the fact I’ve just been sorting through the zillions of flower photos I’ve taken over the past wee while. I honestly don’t remember taking so many! And spring has only properly begun springing so I’d say I’ll be snapping plenty more before the seasons out. 

They’re definitely the best part of spring; I’m not too found of the sunshine and showers but I can’t get enough of the wee flowers. I’m sharing my daffodil shots today ‘cause it looks like they’re beginning to wither now, but it should be bluebell season soon and I’ve spotted lots of other exciting little buds waiting to bloom so expect another flower post soon.

A Host of Golden Daffodils
Some More Daffodils

Oh, and sorry for neglecting the blog all week. Yet another thing to blame the extra daylight for - the evenings have been slipping away so fast I couldn’t actually find the time to post.  And the weather’s too been lovely to be inside during the day - cold and sunny, just how I like it. Anyhoo, I’ll be back to regular posting just as soon as the rain returns ;)

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh!

Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh!

Just calling in to say a quick happy St Patrick’s day to you all! It’s never been my favourite holiday to be honest; there’s always a great festive feeling here during the day, but by this time in the evening it just gets messy.

In saying that I have always been fascinated by young Pat and the role he played in moulding paganism into the modern day Irish Catholicism we have today (I’m a boring auld fart, I know). Time is pressing this evening , though, so I can't get into it right now. Instead I’m going to cheat and point you in the direction of my Paddy’s Day post from last year - it’s one of those long-winded rambling ones so if you’re needing some help falling asleep I’d thoroughly recommend it ;)

Anyhow, I hope everyone's well and I plan on getting caught up with your comments and posts really soon. In the meantime here’s another wee shamrock photo:

Sunshine Shamrocks

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A Wet and Windy Weekend

The Giant's Causeway on a Rainy Afternoon I

Hello folks! How’re you all this evening then? I’ve just about warmed up again after a weekend off gallivanting ’round the countryside. My god it can rain in this place! We were up at the Causeway Coast for a friend’s hen and seriously, the weather was wild. Would blow the head off ye, as they say round here. Great fun though!

Anyway,  while it didn’t spoil the craic too much, the bone-saturating-sogginess did mean we weren’t able to show off how utterly spectacular a spot it is to any of the English girls who’d come along.  And that the photos I’d planned on taking to show it off to you guys didn’t come out quite so scenic either! Typical, the weather’s beautiful now everyone’s away home again.

Ah well, sure it’ll give me a good excuse to head back some day during the summer; it’s only up the road from me really but my lack of transportation means I’ll have to wait for the tourist buses to start up again. For now these dreary shots will have to do. (Click on each of them for one or two more in Flickr.)
 
The Giant's Causeway on a Rainy Afternoon II

The Giant’s Causeway
On a clear day you can actually see both Scotland and Donegal at the same time from here. I’m not going to get into the myth and legend of the place now, if you’re not already familiar with it ask Google. All I’ll say is that it’s a place of many happy memories for me. We used to go up all the time when we were wee and the stones and stories made for hours of fun.

Mussenden Temple I

Mussenden Temple
I always thought this place was just a little tourist attraction, built back when the area was one of the most popular tourist destinations in Victorian Britain, but when I looked it up there I found out it’s actually much older. Turns out it was originally a library built as part of a larger estate in the 1700s, the ruins of which you can access quite easily. Usually - when we were up at the weekend the field you have to traipse through to get to it was just too mucky. 

Mussenden Temple II

You know, when I was at college I used to get the train that goes through the tunnel directly underneath the temple all the time and that part of the journey was always my favourite. On down the track a little bit the cliffs are lined with waterfalls, so as you travel past you have the crashing Atlantic waves on one side and those on the other. It’s magical. I really must grab my sister’s SLR and head up there some sunny day.

Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge

Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge
 What can I say, I’m just a big chicken. A chicken with vertigo, who gets dizzy changing a light bulb. So no, I didn’t cross it. I’ve never crossed it, and probably never will. This time I actually bought the ticket to cross, but on the subsequent walk from the kiosk to the bridge I realised the only reason you had to actually buy the ticket was because The National Trust, who never charge admission fees, obviously must have to pay huge public liability insurance for the site. When I got there I asked the guy if anyone had ever fallen off, and he answered ‘not today’.  You might say that’s just a corny joke but when I pressed him he wouldn’t answer anything else! Hmmm… So no, I didn’t cross it. Pity too, apparently the wee island on the other side is really very pretty. 

Monday, February 21, 2011

Another Quick One

Alice Daisies

This post has absolutely no point or purpose other than to appease my own guilt at not having called in since my last post, which was equally short but included a vow to return with a more substantial one the next day. So this evening I’m not going to promise an imaginary post that may never materialise, though the chances are very high that I will be back tomorrow with something a wee bit more interesting than my own inane babbling.

I realise I’m not under any obligation to blog everyday or anything, but I can’t help feeling like a slacker when I don’t. And I hate making promises and not keeping them! I did have an unexpectedly busier than usual week, though, and then we had visitors staying all weekend, and now it’s Monday again it seems like I didn’t actually get anything done for all my flustering about last week and I’ve got even more nonsense to sort out than I did before. Argh! The needs of the bureaucracy are expanding to meet the needs of the expanding bureaucracy and all that carry on.

On another note, it looks like spring is finally here! Which, of course, means that every speck of dust in the house is jumping out at me screaming to get put on top of my to-do list. Will it ever end? Ah, I suppose I could have worse things to worry about than a dirty house. At least I have a house to live in! Though if I don’t get back to these forms that might not last for long… Nah, I jest. Still, I really should get back to it. Hope you’re all well folks and have a lovely evening!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

F is for…


…fabulous fantastical fae fun & frolics! How you all doing today then folks? Sorry, I seem to have broken a new record for blog-neglect recently. And I notice I’m not the only one; my dashboard has been a little sparse recently if you don’t mind me saying so.  All that’s about to change, though, thanks to the ever wonderful Danni over at the Whimsical Cottage who’s throwing the bestest blog party ever. For a whole month!

All February long Danni is going to be pimping out her blog to us fellow fairy lovers, hosting guest bloggers and posting fae-tastic loveliness everyday for the next four weeks. I myself will be joining in, but more about that closer to the time. All you need to know for the moment is that you shouldn’t be here reading this post, you should be over at the Cottage RIGHT NOW joining in the fun. Here’s a link to the first post of the party,  where you can enjoy a little drop of fairy tea no less!

You know, this party is exactly what I need to get back in the blogging grove. Since the new year I’ve not been spending much time online, and when I do log in I find myself hopelessly drawn to that spellbinding entity known as Tumblr. Tis evil, I tells ya! So many pretty pictures, and so bloody convenient.  From here on in I promise to pull my socks up and get back to proper blogging. Shouldn’t be too difficult with all the fae festivities!

p.s. There’s still a few spare dates floating about if you wish to contribute your own guest post to the party. For more details just click on the little link below Danni’s lovely artwork above!

p.p.s Happy St Brigid’s Day/Imbolc, depending on your spiritual persuasion. If I’m honest, my lasting memories of this day are of gathering rushes for school and getting the day off lessons to make crosses. We were like a little sweatshop making those things, as far as I recall!

Monday, July 12, 2010

I’ll put them by the pond, or the wishing well.


Found more things to add to my dream home wish list today. This time we’re in the garden, where I’ve decided these lovely, large metal sculptures by The Forgery are going to live. Oh, I can’t wait till I win the lotto so I can create my magical place; you’re all invited for a visit when I do!


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Oh my, what have I done...

Ever since I found out about them I’ve been resisting the urge to furiously start compiling Etsy treasuries, knowing that if I gave in even for a second I’d be hooked. Thought it best just to keep posting the odd handful of finds up here. Unfortunately I had a few application forms to fill out last night and the procrastination fairy reared its mischievous little head. “Sure there’s no harm in it,” he reassured me. “Just start one now while you enjoy your tea and you can come back to it another time.” I now have five. And, no, the applications still aren’t finished. Neither is my first art journal page. But I did find lots of pretty little things! 

So here’s my first, probably of a very many:


 
Check out my others here.
I hope some of you recognise a few of the treasures!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

My Day in Pictures. Lots of Pictures!

**WARNING: LONGEST POST EVER**

I had a friend come visit me today. Her name is Kathy and she’s just like a little fairy. She’s so good to me too because when she comes to visit she always takes me places that might not be so far away but that I seldom get to because of my own lack of transportation. Like today when she came and whisked me off to Glenveagh National Park. It’s such a spectacular place and only about an hour’s drive away but I hadn’t actually been there in around two years. As I said, I have a serious transport problem.

Anyway, after a beautiful late Spring morning this afternoon turned pretty soggy. Which is such a pity because the photos I’m about to post would’ve have been so much prettier if the sun had had his hat on. Oh well. I don’t really care to be honest ‘cause I had a great day either way. It’d take more than a little wind and rain to spoil the splendour of that stunning glen. Plus, the weather meant the place was midge free for once! Major bonus. Right well I better warn you: there are a lot of images coming up- with explanatory notes- so this post may take a lot of scrolling!

First off we have the castle. It was too miserable a day to go up the hill and get the whole thing in shot so here are some random angles of it instead.



The castle even has it's very own heated pool which was added back in victorian times, as far as I remember (we didn't bother with the tour today).

Next we have the gardener's cottage and the garden.

And here is a little bird eating my cheesecake at the tearoom.

Here are some statues and some wee flowers.
Next we have a little deer.

Now some trees and Kathy in her natural habitat. She is, in fact, an educational officer for the National Parks and Wildlife Services. You can imagine how great it is to go wandering with her.

Finally (*collective sigh*) here are my favourite boots, curly ferns, and a few random examples of the loveliness in Kathy’s car.
    
        

Well, sorry that was so long. It took me all bloody night uploading those! I’ve actually got more I want to put up but, don’t worry, I won’t. I just love that place so much and want to share it with the world! Just think how lovely it would be on a nice day.
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