Primordial Paintings

God has taken over the watering of the garden today; I did some yesterday evening as the soil was so dry in the new beds in the big field. I had some echinops seedlings to transplant and I wanted to thin out some of the candytuft but after a week of glorious sunshine the topsoil was almost powdery. So it is perfect timing to give the ground a good soaking and thankfully I am being obliged.

Three of my four kids are on school holidays for the summer. The summer holidays are wonderfully long here in Ireland. I don’t know why they are so long but I wonder if it has anything to do with the inclement weather we so often have in the summer. You need a long holiday in order to get at least a couple of sunny days to spend in the park or on the beach; otherwise it’s not a proper summer holiday.

mair-mandala (2)

I am very pleased to say that all my kids are pretty smart. We have had a rake of school reports and exam results recently and if they are anything to go by then they are doing fine on the academic front. What I love to see is their creativity being explored. My eldest Mair has a great eye for a picture and I love the passion she has for photography and I am trying to persuade her to paint me a mural on the wall by the kitchen.

mair-dog

I have always felt there is something primordial about painting on walls, decorating the cave and I have done a number of murals for friend’s houses but not so much in recent years. My son showed an interest in graffiti and I gave him the wall at the back of the house to practice on. The graffiti has spread to a number of other places I think he is getting good at it now and I am hoping he might give one of the large walls of the barn a bit of colour.

jim-graffiti

My youngest Suki loves colouring in, so I have painted an under the sea picture in black and white on one of the barn walls as both Suki and Jasmine have been helping me colour it in.

wall-painting

The starlings are like a street gang at the moment as they seem to be infatuated with the flower spikes from the phormium. They swish through the garden in a flock of about a dozen birds and raid the spikes, which bend and sway under their collective weight. I don’t remember them flying around like that last year and I think it is because the phormium only flowers during hot sunny years.

wren

I was painting away lost in thought when this cheeping sound eventually penetrated my consciousness. At my feet was a very small brown puff ball adorned with copious cobwebs. He hopped between a slate tile and the wall and sat there cheeping away. I guessed it must have fallen out of a nearby nest. The cheeping was being answered by a shriek whistle so I presume mum was nearby. I decided to make a hasty retreat and hoped that mum and chick would be reunited and the little fluff ball might survive. Yesterday I was painting again and I heard the cheeping once more and then an adult wren landed nearby and popped into the inside of the barn with a juicy worm in its beak. I’m sentimental enough to hope that was the same chick that had found a new home or a fellow Troglodytidae had found a new cave.

yellowundrwing

Photo © Stephen Youngs

I have been digging up some early potatoes recently and clearing way some of the grass that had grown up around the bed. I came across what I first thought was a small heath butterfly but it was a bit larger and only showed an orange colouring when it opened its wings. I looked it up and discovered it was a large yellow underwing moth. It comes out at night and even though I have never noticed it before it appears to be very common. I got to the last paragraph of information and then it reveals about its larvae “This ubiquitous species is one of the most hated of garden pests.” Aaaaah! I just thought it was quite pretty. Funny old world

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3 thoughts on “Primordial Paintings

  1. Hello, I came across your blog by accident just now & I just want to tell you that I enjoyed reading it very much. I love the mural & the picture of the littke fluffy bird.

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