NEW ROOF DAY!

my shadehouse-reconstructers, and fence builders. Love yez XXXXXXX 

temporary skylight, south end...

... mark this one as a classic "before" pic ok.

temporary skylight, north.

New old ground

Two of my sons, Josh on the left, & Kale, shaking their heads at what we have in front of us... but we love it already. Foolish romantics? No choice? Hah ! It's an art project, who cares!

A new wee bridge at the entrance, .... And below, San has already started transforming her downstairs bit...

And this is the view from the north end of my space, upstairs, ... through the still-grotty windows... won't be long till all is sparkling fresh !

Where we're heading
The forest sounds
When the wind blows
Like  Ocean.

Where I'll be going
Words sound
More like Love
And dancing.

When I tread good ground
The earth sounds
Like welcoming
Oxygen.

2013 has brought many changes, we have allowed our inner worlds to evolve, we have grown up & in & out, and outgrown ourselves, and our daily world, so we have come to a new chapter, a fresh adventure. And here it is.

Onwards to the forest ! !!!





I'll doc it all here in the blog; so first here's the before shots, but just wait till you see the afters !

These pics are on the day we first saw the cottage. "This is a lot of work" we said to each other ...

Sacred fairy mountain in the morning light ~ Knocknarea, Sligo. You can even see the cairn atop.

pic by Susanne Seedig, 

In the falling of the year 2013.

Newgrange. By Lizzy.

The Angelus. By Millett.

Silly Wizard: The Fisherman's Song-Lament for the Fisherman's Wife

John Spillane, Tubrity Tonight, Irish Songs

"Of all European lands I venture to say that Ireland is the most mystical, and, in the eyes of true Irishmen, as much the Magic Island of Gods and Initiates now as it was when the Sacred Fires flashed from its purple, heather-covered mountain-tops and mysterious round towers, and the Greater Mysteries drew to its hallowed shrines neophytes from the West as well as from the East, from India and Egypt as well as from Atlantis; and Erin's mystic-seeing sons still watch and wait for the relighting of the Fires and the restoration of the old Druidic Mysteries. Herein I but imperfectly echo the mystic message Ireland's seers gave me, a pilgrim to their Sacred Isle. And until this mystic message is interpreted, men cannot discover the secret of Gaelic myth and song in olden or in modern times, they cannot drink at the ever-flowing fountain of Gaelic genius, the perennial source of inspiration which lies behind the new revival of literature and art in Ireland, nor understand the seeming reality of the fairy races."




W. Y Evans Wentz, The Fairy Faith in Celtic Countries, 1911

Astrology Forecast for October 2, 2013

Caoineadh cu Chulainn

I like this design. I think it could be so easily modified to be an cosy light filled earth-sheltered hobbity hole for this rabbit. Mmm ...

Get out & garden. This is a very important summer. Get some food producing systems going. Small scale or large, it's all worth it when you sit down to eat it. Do it. If you don't plant it you don't eat it. Worm farms are good too. Produce your own fert from scraps from stuff you grew. How immeasurably satisfying to close the loop like that. Just get out there. Like I said, I feel this is a very important summer for us all here.

a nephew & a niece all grown up - Isack, & Sam, beautiful !

October 2009, Big holly bush at Cardoness Castle, southwest Scotland, on the way to catch the Stranraer-Belfast ferry. After this day, it was just rain or drizzle &  just crap weather hah  :-/ but we were still in shock I think from the epic awesomeness of the West Yorkshire Dales ...
 Pic by Mitzi.

wannit.

Drink like dwarves, Smoke like wizards, Party like hobbits.

fuckit life's short.

a long winter

emotional intelligence and "writer's block"...
such juxtaposition
epitomises my frustrations;
the gnawing rat in my belly
is at least a weight-loss program;
and the PSI in my head 
must mean progress.
In the deep of any winter
lies coiled the new season,
hidden, insulated, gestating...
And sooner than later
this hard pruning will unfurl
bright newness
in my long awaited Spring.
Long sought songs of self
and peace, and love which is love.
Nurture the brightness,
for the Summer comes ...
If you want it.




by Lizzy.

Ger Wolfe - 'I have been Loved' www.gerwolfe.com

Ger Wolfe. The Curra Road

hat & rabbit

"O body swayed to music,
O brightening glance,
How can we know
the dancer from the dance..."

Yeats

pics:

Nimbin
Street
Drummers
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