To The Mountain

Going to the mountain, the Sliabh an Iarainn mountain that overlooks Ballinamore is, for my Dad, going home, as he was born and raised there. It's also where I spent many happy childhood days at my grandparents house. Last week Read more

Starting Permaculture

Dear readers, I'm so excited about our plans for the garden but I've been caught short on time so I'm going to break this into two posts. In this one I'll just tell you what we're doing, the practicalities, Read more

What a Difference a Day Makes...

Dear readers, it's evening. I'm writing outside to the sound of birds and...birds, and that's it. All around me the trees have turned shadowy black, the grass is gone cold but the air is still sweet and there's heat Read more

September Update

Dear readers, I'd love to stay awhile and chat but I have about twenty minutes and so much news and excitement I'm just going to give you a quick rundown for now. Here we go, the news since my last Read more

Things I Learned Saturday

On Saturday I was in Dublin for my sister Martha's 30th Birthday celebrations. Aside from great company, lots of laughs, food, music and dancing at The Clarendon and Odessa here's a few random things happened, discovered or learned... 1. I Read more

Feed a Family of Five, One Week, Fifty Euro.

I have a passion for food and I'm lucky, we've always had a great relationship. I use it to to care for and nourish, to spoil and make well, to show love and friendship, to make sigh and Read more

What a Difference a Day Makes…

Dear readers, it’s evening. I’m writing outside to the sound of birds and…birds, and that’s it. All around me the trees have turned shadowy black, the grass is gone cold but the air is still sweet and there’s heat in the walls of the house at my back. it’s summers last dance,  our last chance to know it, for we only get so many summers, don’t blow it.

Yesterday I found the following quote from Nobel Prize winner Doris Lessing. The words, her expression, WOW…

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Right there and then I decided to paint.

Conditions were far from ideal, ok impossible but that’s what she said, she said ‘The conditions are always impossible.’ A very true and therefore freeing statement.

Now I don’t know if I’m meant to paint but I’ve been wanting to since the June Art Challenge and haven’t yet, can you believe that? I spent nearly forty years thinking about writing and painting. Finally at 39 I get my act together, jeez! Start a blog, write a novel, as you do, and then out of the blue take a 30 day public art challenge with no clue what I’m at and BOOM, I’m painting.

At the time I thought I would keep it up after the challenge but didn’t. There was always something else and plus did I tell you it’s frightening, still, and not as important as writing I think or my book but…it won’t go away, I still want it.

‘And I want to do it outside,’ I said to myself, out I went, it was dinnertime, people cried. The wooden easel thingy from Lidl wouldn’t stand up for me, I had to keep going back in the house to get stuff and do things and solve this and that, feed the cat… on it went like that.

Ready for action at last I stood hot and breathless, staring at a blank page for absolute ages while all around me little people painted fearlessly blue unicorns, vermillion skies, my shoes, the decking and I realised, I was afraid.

I remembered what Emily from The Nest advised. She said just to experiment with colour, not try to paint anything so I did that and it was kind of mad and interesting and then I thought flowers, I’ll have a go at my wildflowers. So I started yesterday evening and do you know it saved me from an average day and the more I did the more I noticed the birds, the lovely evening, I think I relaxed.

Inspired I decided to cancel today.

I scheduled my fb posts so there’d be no computer, spent the whole day and had all meals outside, lay down on a blanket and looked at the sky, the girls painted, I painted, sat down on a blanket and looked at the trees, talked, didn’t talk, gave out hugs, read a poem, watched a bee, had a nap, read a book, made some notes, played with stones, felt relaxed, wrote a blog, with the moon, in the dark.

Thank you Doris…

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Never noticed how much green I wear until starting this blog…it’s embarrassing now. Long skirt, 99 cent from Penneys, yep, for real.

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The dark snuck up on me, lovely warm night out there…

 

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September Update

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Edouard Vuillard (1868 – 1940) Mme Gillou Chez Elle

Dear readers, I’d love to stay awhile and chat but I have about twenty minutes and so much news and excitement I’m just going to give you a quick rundown for now.

Here we go, the news since my last post, hold on to your hats…

1. Happy Blog Birthday to meeeee!!! Two years ago today I started this blog and it has to be said, one of my better decisions. If you have even the slightest inkling that you’d like to do it I urge you, please do. You will never regret it.

2. To mark both my blog birthday and my real birthday on the 17th of this month I DECIDED TO MAKE THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY BOOK AVAILABLE FOR FREE DOWNLOAD!!! So the plan is that on the 17th of September you can read my first chapter and get a taste and I hope, an appetite for more. All you’ll have to do is sign up to the blog by email if you haven’t already.

I thought that news should have capitals. In truth the birthdays are just the ideal opportunity to do the thing I want to do which is keep pushing, keep moving, and of course scare the #@*^# out of myself.

Thing is since I posted about this on FB last night I’ve had different opinions from people in the know as to whether I should do this or not so I’ve gone from certain to conflicted. What do you think? 
3. Yesterday Sadhbh started playschool and Saoirse started senior infants, there were tears, but only from me. She just looked so…binny, so little, she was worried about having no mammy : (

She’s the baby and has never been away from me before so it’s hard BUT thank goodness she liked it and was mad to go back this morning. Sooooo, from now on I will have a few hours a week on my own! I’m just putting her in a few days but it’s hard to believe, it’s amazing to be here, so soon it seems and of course it means time for writing.

4. Just this weekend past I discovered the wonders of permaculture and now have a whole new garden plan. I’ll do a separate blog about this but in short we’re going to do the thing we’ve always wanted to do which is plant the garden, get rid of the lawn and just keep planting really.

The difference is we never realised how easy it would be to do this because it’s the complete opposite of what our culture or even what a landscaper or garden centre would tell you, or know perhaps PLUS there’s no money involved! We’re starting today and I’ll keep you updated :)

5. Oh I almost forgot, I didn’t make a short list in the blog awards this year. I kind of expected it and I’m not even a tiny bit disappointed so don’t be disappointed for me, I really do mean that. It’s my destiny always not to fit in and it hasn’t failed me yet. You’ll never find me changing anything to fit anywhere. And on that note here’s a poem I wrote this week…Chat to you soon :)

PS It’s time to retire the butterflies and get the leaves back on the blog I think, happy September, happy Autumn…

Heidi Oberheide 1943

Heidi Oberheide 1943

 

‘Rebel Versus the World’ by Jane Gilheaney Barry

I won’t change for you

I love to move, to endlessly change, but I won’t change for you. I’m my own experiment and I won’t change a note or way or word or thought if you expect me to. 

I love to smile and see you smile but I won’t smile for you and I love charm but I’m not charming and I can’t lie or lay or bend or cry if that’s what I’m expected to.

I love the extra mile, I own that mile, but not for you, not under your rules.

I love to win but I won’t do the things you say I need to do to win and couldn’t if I wanted to

I love to hide but I can’t hide when it’s the time to speak, or stand for something in my heart feels right and I love peace but can’t pretend it’s mine or things are fine or should be left alone.

I’m sensitive and kind but I don’t fit and that’s what disconcerts you, we’re the toughest of the lot, I can’t, don’t ask because I won’t, I’m here to stir the pot.

ENDS

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