Every two or three years or so I am drawn to reach down my copies of 'The Hobbit' and 'Lord of The Rings' from the bookshelf. As the days are lengthening and the sun is warming I am getting that feeling again, that longing to sit outside on Summer evenings until it is almost too dark to read about hobbits, elves, dwarves and wizards. I may lose myself again in Rivendell and walk with Galadriel in the forests or sing with Tom Bombadil and the River Maiden until the sun sinks down in the West.
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
Kilvert, i.119-20, Saturday, 
'If a young woman wishes to know who is to be her future spouse, she goes, late on May Eve, to a black sally-tree, and plucks therefrom nine sprigs, the last of which she throws over her right stocking. She then, on her knees, reads the third verse of the 17th chapter of Job; and on going to bed she places the stocking, with its contents, under her head. These rites duly performed, and her faith being strong, she will, in a dream during the night, be treated to a sight of her future husband'.
W.R.Wilde, 53 (1852)
For Summer is a-come unto day
And whither we are going, we will all unite
On the merry morning of May.
Padstow Night Song - Trad. Cornish
Rise before dawn and wash your face in the dew tomorrow to receive the blessings of the season.
Saturday, 6 April 2013
Yesterday I saw snow on the mountains, two major rivers, beautiful lakes, forests and a herd of deer, landscape so stunning that it took my breath away and I went no further than twenty miles from my house. All this and sunshine too. Lovely.
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
The fifth of March, the feast day of Saint Ciaran known as 'the first-born of the saints of Ireland. It is told that Saint Ciaran founded the monastery of Saighir which became the burial place of the Kings of Ossary.
Saint Ciaran did not have to build his monastery alone, he had help from the animals of the forest. Legend tells that he had assistance from a wolf, a badger and a fox. However, the fox succumbed to temptation and stole the Saint's shoes. The wolf and the badger sought out the miscreant fox and brought him back to Ciaran to be scolded and shriven.