We’re almost half way through the autumn and the gardens are slowly fading, but here is a bright corner being visited by the many flying insects. My photograph shows a hoverfly. Can you see it?
Deep cerise flowers
Now filling the dark border;
Butterflies and bees,
Feeding on flowers —
As I write this there are eight Painted Lady (Vanessa cardui) butterflies feeding on the tall verbena plants (Verbena bonariensis) in the garden border. It is a joy to watch them flit from one flower to another, as the plants sway in the gentle breeze. Even as I look down to focus on the book where I write, their shadows dance gracefully across the page.
Autumn is harvest time; the gathering in of summer’s bounty. Isn’t that what we should all be doing?
Today, a different type of outing for me, looking at a little history with a big story!
The Ballymartin River
The turbine, which is still in use and in working order after nearly 150 years!
The walls of the original beetling mill.
A fascinating tour! Well worth the visit!
Find out more at: http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/pattersons-spade-mill
The weather has been wet, windy and miserable recently so when the sun finally decided to come out from behind the clouds we jumped in the car and headed to a place we haven’t visited in a long time. Rowallane! One of the National Trust’s properties not too far from home.
It is believed that St. Patrick came to this area of County Down in 432AD and following his death an abbey was built on the site. After its destruction by the Vikings in the 12th century it was re-founded as an Augustinian Priory which was also destroyed, in the 14th century by Edward Bruce.
On the 1500th anniversary of the landing of St. Patrick the current building was opened, on All Saint’s Day in 1933. Prayer and worship continue to this day. A beautiful church and a reminder of our Christian roots on this island.
Yesterday it rained, then it rained even harder, then there was a thunderstorm!
Today however, was wonderful. A day out in great company.
From Sandy Bay to Ram’s Island it took twenty minutes on the ferry. There were the usual Lough Neagh midges to contend with but not the in numbers we get earlier in the year, and they don’t bite!
A walk, a talk and a picnic. Brilliant!
Even though it’s raining,
The sun still shines;