Teora ranna sluinte fri cáintocad:trumma,toicthiu,talchaire Your good fortune has three parts:Your suretyYour disciplineYour will ~ From the Book of Ballymote Botanical name: Pinus sylvestrisFamily: PinaceaeOgham: AilmScots Gaelic: GuibhasIrish Gaelic: GiúisWelsh: PinwyddenFrench: Pin Message: It…
“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” ~ Edith Sitwell …
Tréde neimthigedar liaig:Dígallrae,díainme,comchissi cen ainchiss Three things that constitute a physician:a complete cure,the leaving of no blemish,a painless examination ~ From The Triads Of Ireland Botanical name: Cytisus scopariusFamily: FabaceaeOgham: NgeatalScots Gaelic: BealaidhIrish Gaelic:…
My first encounters with the legends of Robin Hood are, in many ways, the memory of my own maturing, realizing things for the first time which have characterized my understanding of the world around me.…
Moaighthe:médaighthe, sochair,do neoch. Three sounds of increase:the lowing of a cow in milk,the din of a smithy,the swish of a plough. ~ From The Triads of Ireland Botanical name: Hedera helixFamily: AraliaceaeOgham: GortScots Gaelic:…
Trí fostadh:foisdinecht,gairde,athchumairecht. Three glories of speech: steadiness, wisdom, brevity. Botanical name: Rubus fruticosusFamily: RosaceaeOgham: MuinScots Gaelic: DrisIrish Gaelic: Sméar dubhWelsh: MwyarFrench: La mûre Message: Words have great power. You must use them wisely, but…
There are roots in this land;The cradle of man,The pride of lions,The circle of life.There are a thousand storiesand a thousand dreamsfor those with eyes to see,and carve the signs in rock.There are roots in…
A abhall, abhlachóg,Tren rotchraithenn cách O apple tree, little apple tree,Much art thou shaken ~ “An Laoi Shuibhne,” 12th century rhyme Botanical name: Malus sylvestrisFamily: Pyrus, malusOgham: CeirtScots Gaelic: Crann Ubhall, ubhal-fiadhaich, CuirtIrish Gaelic:…
A man who had, for some time, been travelling the road in all weathers, sat down at the roadside under a sheltering tree. His jacket was richly embroidered but his leather boots were dusty and…
A question, clever lad. Whence have you come?Not hard to answer:I spring from the heel of a wise man,From the meeting-place of knowledge,From the place where goodness dwells;From the red sunrise I come,Where grow…
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