Showing posts with label places. Show all posts
Showing posts with label places. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 April 2016

The Banner County

“The custom of carrying banners goes back a long way in County Clare. There is little doubt but that the Dál gCais carried banners at the battle of Clontarf in 1014 or that the Clare Dragoons carried banners at Fontenot in 1745 and in the many battles fought by the Clare Regiments on the continent during the eighteenth century.”

We went on a day trip recently to re-visit one of our favourite counties, as there are so many  antiquities dotted around the countryside we still have not viewed them all. The one thing I learnt a long time ago, when looking for interesting vistas or ancient sites, is that when touring you need to slow down, drive carefully and be adventurous. The best type of narrow roads to take are those with a thin strip of grass growing up the middle as very often you will see something interesting.

This is how we found ourselves outside (1) Smithstown Castle and on another narrow road we saw a fingerboard pointing towards the (2) Blakemount Holy Well.
This tempted Mrs H to go and find it - now doubt she will reveal all soon on her own blog.
It was on yet another narrow road, that I managed to photograph  (3) a double donut shaped erratic which had been dumped there by the last Ice Age.
Photo number (4) A Sham was found on a tourist road on the outskirts of Kilfenora, it is not an ancient monument and was only constructed recently by a local resident.
Photo (5) was taken with my new camera along the road from Callan to Ballyvaughan - said as Bally vocken not vawn.


2. Stile to Blakemount Holy Well.

a 'double donut' shaped erratic.

A Sham.


5 Along the road from Callan to Ballyvaughan.

Our circuitous route took us from Gort in Co.Galway along the R460 towards a small town of Corrofin or is it Coroffin or perhaps Caroffin or even Corofin ? 
I mentioned to  Mrs H on our way in that I wondered which spelling was correct because every imaginable spelling could be seen on signposts and billboards. I also wondered if the local business people had found a new method of attracting trade or perhaps their signwriters  were drunk?

Well now guess what I read last night on a news channel..

“Local groups have formed in the towns of Lahinch, Ennistymon, and Corofin, with each group set write to Clare County Council later this week, to officially begin the legal process of changing the towns’ names. The local authority has confirmed it is the appropriate agency to deal with this issue and that a local vote, similar to that held in Dingle in 2006, may also be required.

This situation arose more than five years ago when Transport Infrastructure Ireland, formally the NRA, contracted Clare County Council to update signage on the N67 tourism route.

At this time the official legal spelling of the towns, which was derived from documentation written before the formation of the state, was used to replace the traditional local spellings which had appeared on all signage for the past 100 years.”

My online research says this :The origin of Name: Corofin takes its name from the Irish ‘Coradh Finne’ which means ‘The Weir of Finnia’.

So there we have it:Transport Infrastructure/National Roads Authority and Clare County Council please take note!


Friday, 25 March 2016

The Centenary of the Easter Rising


All around Ireland new monuments are being
erected to commemorate the 1916 Rising.



This is a fine example of what can occur when like minded people,
from different walks of life work together for the benefit of the greater community.
It is situated at Derrycloney Bridge on the outskirts of Mountmellick in Co. Laois
and will be unveiled on 3rd April 2016.

The Floral Tribute at Derrycloney.


In Dublin today 

Several thousand people have marched from Kilmainham to Arbour Hill Cemetery in Dublin to commemorate the events of Easter 1916.

Those taking part included the Cabra Historical Society and flute and pipe bands - including two from the US.

The gathering was addressed by Sinn Féin President Gerry Adams.

Northern Ireland Deputy First Minister Martin McGuinness was also present. 

Mr Adams said relatives of 1916 should not have been forced to go the High Court to protect the Moore Street battlefield site.

Mr Adams said the State had lost the Moore Street case and the people had won.

He honoured Colm Moore who took the action in order save the site from demolition by developers.

Addressing the crowd at Arbour Hill Cemetery, Mr Adams said the State was "not the Republic proclaimed in 1916" and he added "efforts to pretend that it is, is an insult to the brave men who lie here".

Mr Adams also accused acting Taoiseach Enda Kenny of turning his back on the border.

"Enda Kenny thinks Northern Ireland is a foreign country." he said.

Mr Adams added that the proclamation remains the mission statement for Irish republicanism.


© RTE



James Connolly Herron (right) unveils a new statue with Northern Ireland Culture Minister Caral Ni Chuilin, for his great grandfather James Connolly, one of the 1916 Easter Rising leaders on Falls Road, Belfast.

James Connolly Heron said it was an honour and a privilege to attend the event on the Falls Road in the west of the city.
Addressing a crowd of hundreds, he said: "I feel in some ways that I have come home.
"This is west Belfast and the Falls Road is very much the spiritual home of James Connolly.
"He had many homes. He was a son of Edinburgh; he was a son of New York; he was a son of Dublin and a very proud son of Belfast.
"His family forged their politics in and around this area."
The life-size bronze sculpture, which weighs 200 kilograms, was designed by artist Steve Feeny and is located on the Falls in the west of the city.
It was funded by Belfast City Council and the Northern Ireland Housing Executive.
Sinn Fein councillor Jim McVeigh, a member of the James Connolly Society, said it was an "exciting day".
He said: "This is the best place for James Connolly, in the place where he lived and among the people whom he fought for."
Culture Minister Caral ni Chuilin described Connolly as one of the greatest ever leaders and revealed that his photograph had taken pride of place in the home where she grew up alongside a picture of the Sacred Heart and US President John F Kennedy.
Connolly was born in Edinburgh to Irish parents, rose to prominence during the Dublin lockout of 1913 as general secretary of Irish Transport and General Workers Union and commander of Irish Citizen Army (ICA), which was set up to defend workers from police brutality.
He had close ties with Belfast and lived at Glenalina Terrace close to the Falls Road for a number of years from 1911.
He has been hailed as one of the most influential and effective leaders of the rebellion and on Easter Monday, April 24 1916 led more than 220 ICA members to the General Post Office from where he commanded military operations.
He was executed by firing squad at Kilmainham Gaol in May 1916.
© Belfast Telegraph

Monday, 14 September 2015

Ollie starts Formal Education

Today marks the start of our grandsons' formal education and he will attend his father's old school in Leamington Spa. I have been learning from his mother just how very different his first year at school will be from mine; it seems as if I was educated in the dark ages for so many things have changed. Gone is corporal punishment and just as well too. The teaching is very informal, through play, although the focus is still on the three R's and I hear that there is a mud kitchen ?

It seems no time at all since he was born and I made a wintery trip across to the UK to meet Ollie and his proud parents. I thought to mark his special day of starting school I would share a pictorial history of Ollie's first few years.

Ollie a few hours old.


The inquisitive imp


Enjoying the sea.
A few minutes later he was swamped by a wave
and Granny leapt to his rescue.


Father and Son


Ollie gives forth words of wisdom while Granny listens.


Toby gets in on the photo


We wonder if he is thinking about taking a trip to Ireland ?


Ollie's mum Helen



Master Oliver ready for school.

We are looking forward to hearing about his experiences and how he progresses
throughout the years.

Saturday, 20 June 2015

Beyond the Hedges

My walk today took me in a different direction, to locations that my eyes have seen often
not always from the angle that I now show here.

This old uninhabited and neglected farmhouse with
it's grassed over yard and rusted gate promotes questions
to which I have no answers.



In this small lush field graze cattle with lovely straight backs.



There is a proliferation of Dog Roses this year.



Another old farmhouse again uninhabited, it's buildings though are still used.


A junction where three roads meet, each with equal right of way.
Look at the sky and you will see clouds seemingly rising above the trees.


This old home hidden behind the foliage looks well cared for surrounded as it is by trees.
I am told that the occupiers are rather eccentric and it is rumoured that the woman of 
the house Bean an tí talks to the faeries.

Wednesday, 3 June 2015

The Moving finger



I have been sitting at my desk looking at the above photo above for several days now.

The scene is peaceful and tranquil, depicting the slow moving waters of the River Barrow which flows through Glenbarrow in the Slieve Blooms, whose low mountains are shared by two counties: Laois and Offaly.

That young boy in blue, I was told, is left handed and yet here he is pointing with the index finger of his right hand. I cannot help but wonder whether he might have inherited a trait of one of his great-grandfathers in being ambidextrous. 
Time will tell I suppose.

So is this another version of the 'moving finger writes and having written moves on' or is he pointing at some small creature hidden from us? I don't know.

But you my learned viewers might like to share with me what you consider he may be doing as he looks into the peaceful waters ?




Monday, 23 March 2015

A Sunday Market

Several times a year, on warm, sunny Sundays, we visit the Clara Sunday Market & Car Boot Sale.
It’s a family run market which was set up in 1993 to sell new and second hand goods and takes place every week. Situated on the Moate Rd outside Clara, Co. Offaly, the market sits on on a 6 acre site and is only 
15 minutes drive from Tullamore.

We go there when we have something specific to buy but also enjoy a thorough browse amongst the stalls. 
This time we went to buy a garden hoe and I was lucky, for lying in amongst dozens of others was an old forged hoe with a brand new handle. To me this was ideal and far better than a modern pressed steel one which bends as soon as you give them any work. I always feel recycling tools, rather than buying new, is a good idea and better still I purchased it for small money.

You never know who you are going to meet at the market or what you are going to find there, depending on which travelling trader attends. In the past I have met traders from all over Europe selling their wares and friends who were also looking for a bargain. There is always the chance to chat and have a bit of craic, especially over a cup of tea from the small café.
We visit Clara Market with the goods we wish to buy in mind and have usually found what we are looking for, with a few extra bits and pieces we have discovered along the way thrown in. 
My finds so far have included a brand new heavy leather waistcoat, a 1950’s teapot, socks, boots, 
cushion covers, curtains, pottery bowls and other miscellaneous items - it really is a treasure trove.

Traders from all over the place come here.

White vans predominate the scene.

Tool for every job and use. 


I wonder what she is thinking ?


Making a sale involves a lot of chat


One lonely rooster!


Fresh fruit anyone ?


Local produce on old oil drums

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

Documentary - Lugh

Lugh
The illustration above can be purchased
as an A5 Art Card from
http://theeverlivingones.blogspot.ie


About two years ago I, along with my druid grove, took part in the making of a documentary film about Lugh, the Irish God Of Light, the theory being that he came as a comet appearing in the western sky. This concept is explored in the film made by Tile Films of Dublin.

                             You can watch the film Déithe na Spéire (OS & GS)

 on tg4.ie tonight at 21.30pm.

Enjoy !                              


© tg4

Thursday, 11 December 2014

Culchies demonstrate in Dublin

This is only part of the demonstrators

This was Novembers Demo the feelings are
even stronger.

They came from all over Ireland: from the North, from Donegal, Down & Louth, from the South as far as Cork & Kerry, from the West, Mayo to Clare, from the East, Wexford & Wicklow and from the Midlands too. People from every county were there for themselves and to represent others unable to travel to Dublin.

They brought their placards, their voices and their determination. They stayed for a day and went away carrying their experiences to pass on to others.



We are proud of them !

Proud to have them as neighbours and to call them our friends.



On reading the newspapers it easy to see that the journalists are lost for words to describe what they witnessed when the ‘culchies’ came to town; unless of course, as I suspect, many of them are suppressed by a secret committee of censors!

Approximately one hundred and fifty thousand people took part in the peaceful,self disciplined demonstration. Out of this number six people were arrested and none of them actually charged. Were they the fifth columnists planted in the crowd? - I don’t know.


There is a new wave of governance flowing through the land. We know it for now as People Power which occurs when the electorate reach within themselves to become enriched with a sense of personal worth and value. Flowing from this comes the empowerment to become Activists who have ability and inner confidence to tell members of the government what they want and do not want.


That is what happened on the streets of Dublin on 10th December 2014 and from this example even larger numbers will be drawn on 31st January 2015 to another demonstration of People Power.


Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Heron in HOLLYWOOD !

On Sunday we made arrangements to visit a friend on the East coast and rather than use the motorway to Dublin we decided to go cross country, using the small slow roads to admire the scenery. All was going very well until an incident took place which meant that we were delayed for one and a half hours, so we cancelled the visit to our friend.


Feeling the need for refreshments we headed off for a coffee to a small village which sits at the foot of Slievecorragh -‘rocky or rugged mountain’. On the summit is a sculpture of a kitchen chair, inscribed with the name  Dan Clancy, a young man whose home was at the bottom of the mountain and who would frequently climb up there to see the sunset. Sadly Dan died in New York of cancer aged 31 in February 2004 and the chair with its’ teddy bear is a memorial to his life and love of the mountain.

The memorial chair to Dan Clancy


On the lower slopes of Slievecorragh, written in large white letters, is a very familiar name-place which in Irish is Cillín Chaoimhín, better known as Hollywood. 
It was from this place during the Great Famine of the 1840’s that Matthew Guirke emigrated to the USA and on to California where he became a successful business man. He gained further fame by naming a suburb of Los Angeles with the English name of his former home and so Hollywood was created.
The village has a long association with 6th Century Saint Kevin and many pilgrims once passed through following in his footsteps, on their way to the monastic settlement at Glendalough.



A great Inn for refreshments.


With our coffee break over we drove along an almost continuous climb to a ridge called Windy Gap in the Wicklow Mountains. In the sizeable car park Mrs H took the camera for a brisk walk in a cool wind to take photos of the views, whilst I sat in a meditative state enjoying a pleasing pipe of the aromatic Clan tobacco, with the front window down to watch the comings and goings of the tourists.


Looking West from The Gap


Looking East 

From The Gap we drove steadily down the mountain as it is very steep and twisty in some parts and one can’t be too careful, especially when there are wild young Dubs and scenery gazing tourists around each bend. 
Our next stop was at The Meeting of the Waters for more refreshments, by which time my tongue was crying out for a cup of strong black tea with a dash of milk to ease it down. We sat outside in warm sunshine listening to the different accents of the customers, many having travelled down from the North as this was Marching Weekend. Known as ‘The 12th’ this is a time when quite a few people take the opportunity to come down South and we are very glad of their company - and their money in these hard times!



The Meeting of the Waters, the two rivers are the Avonbeg & the Avonmore


Above  the confluence of the two rivers is a pub of the same name and set in the wall a relic of an earlier time, a post box from the Victorian era.


It has always been my custom, when on day trips, to make the return journey on a different route, as far as possible, than the road out.  So it was that Mrs H, my trusty navigator, brought us home avoiding the cities and towns, on a scenic road that led past a Neolithic dolmen which stands on a bank of the River Greese. 
Unfortunately there was nowhere to park so we had to keep going but we have it marked and shall return to take photos one day. On our return home, after a journey of 193 kms (120 miles) I was pleased to see that my economical driving had only used up a quarter of a tank petrol, approx 12 litres (2.5 UK gallons) - not too bad for a sixteen year old Starlet that had travelled to Hollywood and back!


Sunday, 6 July 2014

IRISH GOD OF LIGHT

For approximately ten months I have been holding a secret about taking part in a section of a documentary film concerning the Celtic god, Lugh. The druid grove to which I belong celebrated Lughnasadh in foothills of the Slieve Bloom Mountains and the production company who engaged with us, TILE FILMS of Dublin, were patient and respectful of our ways.



The film crew in discussion.


All of this began when a good friend of ours, the folklorist Dr Jenny Butler asked how would we feel about the grove being filmed at one our rituals. After deliberation we decided to take part in the film as we felt that it would be a unique blend of Irish mythology, sacred sites, archaeology and scientific exploration. 
We normally do not allow sightseers to watch us, preferring to maintain the privacy of members and not to be distracted by camera flashes, so it was a major decision for us to give permission for the filming.
We stipulated that the camera crew could not enter the circle whilst we were celebrating the actual ritual; however, we were willing to re-enact whatever sections they wanted to record afterwards.
The traditional Lughnasadh site in our area is on Arderin (Height of Ériu) in the Slieve Bloom mountains however, after surveying the area with the production team a few weeks prior to filming we chose to work at Tobar Lugna (Lughna's Well) in the foothills, near to the village of Cadamstown. This location fulfilled all of the requirements having light, silence and easy access for all concerned.

It was at this site that our pre-christian ancestors venerated the clear water at the well which is still believed to hold a cure for eye ailments. Later, in christian times, the oratory of the little known St. Lugna was built here, the remains of which can still be seen.


Dr. Jenny Butler.



Filming started at 10.00 a.m. and for Fred, our oldest druid, a good few hours earlier  when he and the film crew visited a Bronze Age burial mound in a valley on the eastern slopes of Knocknamann (Hill of the Women), which was a Bealtaine ritual site. Beneath it's western slopes sits the small town of Kinnitty in Co. Offaly where the lads had lunch prior to our arrival on site at 2.30 pm.


Twelve druids, seven women and five men, from the four provinces of Ireland, assembled on a level piece of land where the earth energy was strongest. We were bordered in the north by a line of whitethorn trees, in the east by a stand of old ash trees and in the south on a higher level, the remains of the oratory, whilst below us to the west, flowed the waters of the well.
Our preparations began by dressing the well with flowers, followed by placing on the land the first fruits. We went silently down to the well and walked around it sun-wise nine times before a woman druid filled our cup with its water and led us back up to the harvest.
We circled the earths' fruits and in silence constructed a sphere of energy combining the realms of Sky, Land and the Watery Underworld and went on to celebrate Brón Trogaine.



The Owl Grove druids chat while film crew align...
©2013 Colin Russell. 


The original name for Lughnasadh was Brón Trogaine (pronounced Brune Trown) which means something like 'the earth sorrows under its' fruits' and describes the earth giving birth to the harvest. The name for this festival changed later to Lughnasadh when it was attached to the god Lugh with the 'nasadh' part of the word meaning games or assemblies.
Lughnasadh was the time when the great gatherings of the tribes were held and presided over by the local king. The most well known one was at Teltown in Co. Meath where Lugh was said to have introduced games and horse racing in honour of his foster mother, who died there. These Lughnasadh gatherings were also a time for trial marriages and law making.



Fruits of the Earth

In nature Lughnasadh marks the appearance of the first fruits of the year and in ancient times, when people relied on food collected in the wild, it began the start of the harvest season.
In Ireland the festival was often celebrated at high places where the land was seen to meet the sky and the goddess to meet the god. These places also gave a view of the surrounding landscape and other peaks where Lughnasadh was being marked. It is thought that the ancient pagan celebrations took the form of offerings of grain, flowers and berries to the gods. 



The dressed Tobar Lugna

Today, we druids celebrate this time with a ritual to honour the goddess of the land, Ériu and her gifts to us, the harvest of fruit and crops. We also honour Lugh the god of light.
Our ritual connects us to nature and to the spirits of the place and in silence we take time to listen and harmonise with each other. A powerful part of our ceremony is the sharing of water from the well when the cup is passed around the circle.
Later the grove members share what Lughnasadh means to them individually and what each hopes to harvest in their lives. 
Our ritual ends as we kneel to place our hands upon the earth.

A great source for information about the celebration of Lughnasadh in Ireland is Máire MacNeill's book 'The Festival of Lughnasa'


An interview with Mel after the film.


Lugh 
The derivation of Lugh may have its roots in early words such as leuk, 'light', or lug, oath. In myth his titles include Lámfhada, 'Long Arm'. Samhildánach, 'Equally Skilled in Many Arts' and Lonnbeimnech, 'Fierce Striker'. The Milky Way was once known as Lugh's Chain and these descriptions suggest that in Ireland he was not viewed as a sun god rather he was associated with light, the night sky, lightning and storms.
Summer storms, when lightning strikes the land, was welcomed by farmers as it increased nitrogen in the soil thus producing an better yield of crops, so Lugh as the 'Fierce Striker' would have been welcomed by the community.
Another title of Lugh, found in old manuscripts is 'Lethsuanach' meaning he had "red colour on him from sunset to morning" and he is described in one story as "coming up in the west, as bright as the sun, with a long arm", leading Prof. Mike Baillie to suggest that Lugh was in fact a red comet which appeared over ancient Ireland.

An article by Prof. Baillie



An early announcement of the film was published on the web site Wildhunt:

A short and interesting clip of the film can be seen now on the Smithsonian Channel titled Sacred Sites Ireland and the full film will be screened on Monday 7th July 8pm US time on the Smithsonian Channel http://www.smithsonianchannel.com/sc/web/home