A Free Festival!

We’re invited. Right here, right now. Thanks, Mama Nature! And thanks to Colette for the gorgeous reminder. 🙂

Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” – John Keats


Amid much conflict in the world, austerity, unemployment and strife, the seamless story of Mother Earth moves across the landscape.


In these days of early Spring in the west of Ireland, her joyfulness plays out in the changing earth beneath our feet, as sap pushes up stems and trunks, thickening buds as it moves the life force skywards.


Earlier mornings, filled with birdsong.

Hens back laying eggs.

Sunshine and showers.

There is a deep sense of an Ode to Joy!


The world of man is in chaos…and always has been in one form or another.

Yet, here in Nature, Great Mother Nature, time continues in an almost unaltered way.


I say “almost,” because, of course, Mother earth has been greatly harmed by Mankind.

Today, I do not want to write about that, but instead invoke a little of the…

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5 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Demitra M. N. on February 16, 2015 at 6:30 pm

    A lovely symphony for the EyEs!

    Liked by 1 person


  2. A little early for spring where I live. Winter started late. Just getting home from NYC. On bus ride from airport right now.



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