I was genuinely surprised to hear that there are gargoyles on the spire of Cullybackey Presbyterian church. I would have thought that staunch Calvinistic dissenters in late 19th Century Ulster would have shunned such fripperies - some might even think "graven images"- when they commissioned their new building! In any event, a little wolf up there must have been far from quiet last night. I suspect he howled loudly and drew in a wild storm from the south-west which ripped my neighbour's fence out of the ground and tore a sturdy bough off the massive beech tree across the road from me. I hope you and your boy are safe and sound, and the winds have quietened down again by the time the full moon rises.
Ah when you start really looking around old churches you can see just how difficult it was to fully shake the paganism out of the country, they never managed it... Also they're so high up I can't see what they are and I can't find any information on them, this may have been a tale my grandfather made up just to entertain me, perhaps I'll never know.
What a wonderful wolf-song this is. "Sons of the land" has made my heart ache. Bless them, the wolf-ghosts still stalking the wild heart of Ireland, and the ones who are your boy's companions & friends too :) xx
Thank you. The loss of them makes me weep. Apparently that imaginary wolf has taken to sleeping at the bottom of my bed, "he doesn't like sleeping on the floor"... Xx
This was beautiful, Siobhán! Last night, I heard the most incredible howling of coyotes outside of my house in New York. I haven’t heard them like this in ages. Perhaps it was the Wolf Moon!
Beautiful reflections, thank you for sharing 💙
I was genuinely surprised to hear that there are gargoyles on the spire of Cullybackey Presbyterian church. I would have thought that staunch Calvinistic dissenters in late 19th Century Ulster would have shunned such fripperies - some might even think "graven images"- when they commissioned their new building! In any event, a little wolf up there must have been far from quiet last night. I suspect he howled loudly and drew in a wild storm from the south-west which ripped my neighbour's fence out of the ground and tore a sturdy bough off the massive beech tree across the road from me. I hope you and your boy are safe and sound, and the winds have quietened down again by the time the full moon rises.
Ah when you start really looking around old churches you can see just how difficult it was to fully shake the paganism out of the country, they never managed it... Also they're so high up I can't see what they are and I can't find any information on them, this may have been a tale my grandfather made up just to entertain me, perhaps I'll never know.
What a wonderful wolf-song this is. "Sons of the land" has made my heart ache. Bless them, the wolf-ghosts still stalking the wild heart of Ireland, and the ones who are your boy's companions & friends too :) xx
Thank you. The loss of them makes me weep. Apparently that imaginary wolf has taken to sleeping at the bottom of my bed, "he doesn't like sleeping on the floor"... Xx
Beautiful Siobhán 💚
Thank you Ciara
Thank you for sharing this 🐺🩶
Wolves hold a very special place in my heart as well. Have you seen the film Wolfwalker?
This was beautiful, Siobhán! Last night, I heard the most incredible howling of coyotes outside of my house in New York. I haven’t heard them like this in ages. Perhaps it was the Wolf Moon!