Author: mawiedraoi
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Ravens in My Garden
“On the road to wisdom, behave like a raven and observe everything carefully!” Mehmet Murat Ildan There are two glossy black Ravens in my front garden. I’m fascinated. They are picking tufts of recently mown grass into their beaks, and it surprises me how much they can gather altogether. They must be nesting near. I…
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House Martins Colonize My Eaves
“In September countless sand and house-martins jazz above the river, taking insects from the surface, from the air, thousands of birds kissing the river farewell. They creak, a sound like the air rubbing against itself. Summer is everything they know; they’re preparing themselves, sensing in the shortening days a door they must dash through before…
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A Druid’s Pilgrimage to Brittany continued: Honouring the Path at the Alignment of Saint-Denec
The Iroise County area of Finistère is alive with giants, literally. They take the form of gargantuan granite menhirs that stand like sentinels guarding the coast. Some stand alone, others form rows, some are engraved while others are ‘dressed’ in that the surfaces have been painstakingly smoothed giving them an almost polished appearance. The alignment…
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A Druid’s Midsummer
“May the long-time sun shine upon you, all love surrounds you, and the pure light within you, guide your way on.” Unknown Midsummer is a glorious time of the year, the longest amount of day light, the shortest night. Our ancestors have honoured it since time began. It is a time of celebration, of reflection,…
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The Cuckoo Calls
“The Cuckoo comes in April. He sings his song in May. By June he changes his tune and then he flies away.” That is a quote direct from the Folklore Collection available from duchas.ie. Yesterday, two lovely things happened simultaneously: first; a friend sent a recording of the Cuckoo taken in situ about 10km away…