Day: September 12, 2023

Dia is Mhuire díobh go léir a cáirde and welcome to my Report.

How many times did we hear it said that hot nor cold won’t  ‘plaze ee.’ In our young days those words were thrown at us more that once as we pleaded for more than our parents were inclined , or could afford, to give us. A remark which always sent us on our way and it can still be said of us. How we longed for some fine weather as the rain pelted down on us for the past couple of months and out of the blue along  came a heatwave.  It was beautiful to feel the sun and see the world around us from a different perspective. Dry and warm, good enough to make plans. Plans for a long-awaited day by the sea or even go to the bog, or wash the blankets or duvets and have them fit to go back on the bed before night. But for some of us at any rate, the heat was a bit too hot and as the days dawned the build up of heat both by night and by day indoor and out was a little over-bearing. Though I hate to admit it.  A just time to say well hot nor cold won’t ‘plaze ee. Apart from the slight discomfort it was a joy to see how the world around us reacted to the fine spell. Painters were out in an effort the catch up with lost time and get the house renewed. Those who had their turf still in the bog lost no time to try and retrieve it . It was a rare sight to see the bog road to Gneeves all lit up at night as the convoys of the precious winter warmer was being ferried safely home. People of the land worked over-time to get their planes re-seeded while the land was dry enough . Funny enough I found that in my own garden my roses which had given up the ghost for this year ,came to new life, and sent out  a brand new crop of every hue.

[read more …] “Eily’s Report – 12th September”