Mainly Spring.
Posted: Monday, 14 March 2005 |
February was a good month, and so far, March has been equally satisfying. I cosider that as soon as February arrives that Spring has commenced. I don't go all the way with:The Offical Start of Spring.
Isn't it strange, but the fields have taken on a green hue. I just hope that a cold windy spell doesn't suddenly emerge to spoil this delightful harbinger for the future wellbeing of our abundance.
Lambs will appear in numbers sometime soon. These beautiful little creatures will give us such a joyful prospect as they playfully entertain us in the fields and paddocks around.
Though sales are so important to the crofting way of life, I don't really realish when the time to sell the bonny lambs is upon us. The sheep continually bleeting for their brood ,then, seems to herald in the beginning of Autumn. Time has moved on, leving us with a slightly nostalgic feeling with cold winter not so far off.
A bit of Gaelic:
Ge'd nach eil mi og,a nis, tha e a'ciallachadh gu bheil cuimhne agam air na laithean a' tha air falbh. Laithean a bha cheairt cho sona ris an latha an diugh. Cha robh na goireasan againn air am bheil sinn eolach a nist; ach shaolainn nach robh moran call ann.Bha an toileachas intinn na bu taitneach;oir cha robh an aon cabhag air an t-saoghal.
Isn't it strange, but the fields have taken on a green hue. I just hope that a cold windy spell doesn't suddenly emerge to spoil this delightful harbinger for the future wellbeing of our abundance.
Lambs will appear in numbers sometime soon. These beautiful little creatures will give us such a joyful prospect as they playfully entertain us in the fields and paddocks around.
Though sales are so important to the crofting way of life, I don't really realish when the time to sell the bonny lambs is upon us. The sheep continually bleeting for their brood ,then, seems to herald in the beginning of Autumn. Time has moved on, leving us with a slightly nostalgic feeling with cold winter not so far off.
A bit of Gaelic:
Ge'd nach eil mi og,a nis, tha e a'ciallachadh gu bheil cuimhne agam air na laithean a' tha air falbh. Laithean a bha cheairt cho sona ris an latha an diugh. Cha robh na goireasan againn air am bheil sinn eolach a nist; ach shaolainn nach robh moran call ann.Bha an toileachas intinn na bu taitneach;oir cha robh an aon cabhag air an t-saoghal.
Posted on Island Wanderer at 02:08
The Wild Geese.
Posted: Tuesday, 22 March 2005 |
I dont know about the other blogging islands, but Tiree has goose problem, wild geese don't migrate any longer, they just stay. This year a cull was carried out and though I don't like casual killing I accept it was necessary.
Writing about geese; I found a nice little story on a junior web site: some Brent Geese left Ireland, it seems. One was fitted with an electronic transmitter tracked by satellite.They first got as far as Iceland and then to Greenland. Finally they alighted in Cornwallis Island, in the far north of Canada, in the Artic.
The goose with the transmitter was named "Kerry" And an Eskimo hunter brought his days to an end, so he ended up in a deep freeze plus the tracking device.
The ultimate irony of it all is that two days later two researchers arrived at the Eskimos door and went straight to the deepfreeze with "Kerry" there and the bleeper still active.
When I say that this little story is nice, it is really the natural ability of these birds that appeals me, considering that they made a 4'500 mile journey one way.
Writing about geese; I found a nice little story on a junior web site: some Brent Geese left Ireland, it seems. One was fitted with an electronic transmitter tracked by satellite.They first got as far as Iceland and then to Greenland. Finally they alighted in Cornwallis Island, in the far north of Canada, in the Artic.
The goose with the transmitter was named "Kerry" And an Eskimo hunter brought his days to an end, so he ended up in a deep freeze plus the tracking device.
The ultimate irony of it all is that two days later two researchers arrived at the Eskimos door and went straight to the deepfreeze with "Kerry" there and the bleeper still active.
When I say that this little story is nice, it is really the natural ability of these birds that appeals me, considering that they made a 4'500 mile journey one way.
Posted on Island Wanderer at 22:39
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