Posts tagged ‘West Cork’

September 9, 2012

A ‘Soft Day’.

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If the Eskimos have many different words to describe snow, so here in West Cork there are many words to describe the numerous types of rain that we enjoy in this part of the world. One of my favourites was stated by a wise old farmer who greeted me earlier today with the words:

Grand soft day.

And that was it, no more needed to be said. The rain today was not heavy, it was not that awful sideways stuff that blows in off the Atlantic, it was gentle, misty and slightly swirling; in a word it was most definitely ‘soft’.
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I had been invited to come along ‘and show my face’ at a vintage threshing day near Pedlar’s Cross (halfway between Clonakilty and Bandon). Although I brought my camera with me I left it I the car (due to my not wanting to expose it to the ‘soft’ conditions). So I only had the iPhone to take pictures with.
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I really love these community events, enjoyed by all ages, farmers and non-farmers alike. There is something here for everyone to enjoy and appreciate and everyone has time to talk, whether it’s about the weather, the price of milk, the hurling final or anything you like.

A grand soft day it was.

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October 27, 2011

Random Light 3

Some random pictures from the last month…

Red Strand Sunset

Sunset at Red StrandOff to the milking parlour...

Milking time…DSC_7911

Bantry Bay

Bantry Bay
Fisherman in Bantry Bay

Fisherman, Bantry Bay

Bantry HarbourBantry Harbour

December 28, 2009

Ownahincha


From a distance, it looked promising. Nestled on a rocky and weathered outcrop, buttressed against the Atlantic waves by craggy cliffs it warranted further investigation. However there was disappointment ahead. Some property ‘developer’ had constructed perhaps some of the most ugly and out-of-character-with-the-landscape block of flats that I had ever seen. I had to check the map to make sure we were not in Soviet era Stalingrad. I wanted to be sick.

Perhaps one of the blessings of post Celtic-Tiger Ireland is that these brown paper envelope developments will at least temporarily come to a halt.

What is it about us humans that we have to ruin God’s beautiful Creation? Of course there are many examples of buildings that fit the character of the landscape in which they exist. Natural and local materials (rather than reinforced concrete) put together in a way that is sensitive to the surroundings can actually enhance a landscape. God made us to be co-creators, to make things that reflect the great skill and talent He has given to so many builders and architects. But how many of us do things for God’s pleasure and glory above the desire for short-term satisfaction and profit?

Before I get too carried away I’ll stop right there!

Happy New Year to everyone (hopefully more than one) reading this and may you know the fullness of God’s love, life and blessing in 2010…

November 20, 2009

Addicted to Broadband

“Towards Fastnet Rock” (a tiny speck in the distance)
Panasonic LX1, f4.5, 1/250 sec, ISO 80, 85mm equivalent (click to enlarge)

OK, for nearly the past month we have been without an internet connection, our only access to the www was with a mobile phone, which was rather frustrating and slow to use. Yesterday the broadband connection was connected at last. On one level this has been a pain in the ****, on another it has been a useful exercise in remembering life before the internet – it’s hard to imagine that at one time we were perfectly happy going about our lives without any knowledge of or need to check emails or our favourite web sites and blogs. Webs were only for Spiders and Bloggs was the surname for someone called ‘Joe’. Oh yes and we were perfectly happy without mobile phones too.

And now I’m addicted to both, but I suppose there are worse things to be addicted to 8-0

Oh there’s probably too much to write about our settling in to life in West Cork, except to say that everything is good, very busy and we’re all well.

Managed to take a day off last Saturday and we headed down to Barley Cove and Mizen Head. It was a beautiful clear day and prayer was easy in the midst of such sublime surroundings.