Happy spring day dear reader.
I love the slowness of January … and then the start of a growing energy.
In the old celtic days today was called Imbolc and Brigit was the entity that they worshipped.
It’s a time to celebrate fertility and for me … the promise of new things to come.
St Brigid is revered on the same level as St Patrick and it is believed that she visited Ballinamore leaving a well and setting up a church.
I remember making Brigits crosses years ago.
In Ballinamore people take a walking pilgrimage to Brigid’s Well to sip the water.
Before walking across a few fields to the well … people stop in the cemetery and walk clockwise around 3 objects … some praying quietly … I just meditated on the coming of spring and how thankful I am to live in Ballinamore.
People then mark a cross into the stone.
It was lovely to see so many people involved in this ritual … celebrating the coming of Spring.
This gravestone was very poignant … the man died during the time of the Land League … people were trying to regain land and homes from British landlords … and died resisting evictions.
My good friends and neighbours … the Hamill’s (who run a great guesthouse right in town … with a renowned breakfast … home made bread and eggs from their own chickens)… included me in their pilgrimage.
As you can see from the photos … we are well rugged up against the freezing cold wind. Damien said the wind chill factor was well below zero … I felt colder than I’ve ever felt.
The landscape is truly beautiful … and I do love the sparseness of it all.
Mags was saying last night that she prefers the lushness of summer … so here is a photo for you dear friend … the daffs are nearly ready to bloom.
We walked across 2 fields to get to the well.
We walked around the well a few times and then sipped some of the water.
I sat and spent a second just being thankful. That’s me with James Hamill.
We then came back into town and went for a look at the D’Arcy’s new home … it’s got a really lovely flow and feel … and the views are wonderful.
And … to add to the joy of the first Spring day … here are the happy smiling faces of our Sunny Funny Garden Gang.
That’s the lovely Helena D’Arcy in the background.
In March I’m starting an organic growing and cooking course at the Rossinver Organic Centre.
It runs one day a week for 8 months and I’ll be learning heaps for the Sunny Funny Garden.
I have a dream of lots of community garden spaces all over Ballinamore … the schools … the soon to be built Nursing Home … on public land … people learning about and growing organic vegetables and fruit … it would be very interesting.
Small steps at a time for me though … learn more … and practice it in the Sunny Funny Garden.
I had a Gang meeting with the Hamill kids yesterday and we agreed on:
- the day to meet – every Thursday from 4.30pm … so they can do their homework and eat dinner first.
- some ideas for the garden … plants as well as an idea I have to hang words from the trees that the kids and I love.
Many thanks to Maeve … she is the Gang’s scribe.
We also agreed on our core custom which will be:-
The Sunny Funny Garden Gang will treat each other with:
- and fun
I explained that we would not have rules … just an agreement on how we all wanted to be treated.
Simple but powerful.
I’m by the fire now after making a lovely Sunday lunch of vege quiche … potatoes with dill and yoghurt … soya beans (really yummy) … and carrots. Coco got her own plate of everything … she loves cooked vege.
Looks like more snow this week … hope my bus still gets me to Belfast on Tuesday.
I’m delighted that my January reader figures were higher than any other month … over 3000. Thanks folks.