Spring...

Midi by Tony's Celtic Compositions and Arrangements
Spring

"Set 49"


Photos by James Reeder
Artwork by Mac
Bee image adapted from "ArtToday" clipart


THERE comes a time when even Winter Folk have had enough. We hunger for color and the smell of warming soil; the rich dark green taste of asparagus, the young breeze, the strident clamor of small birds abandoning their cold-weather comraderie for the competitive wrangling that defines territory and mates, the silent struggle of seedlings drinking light that falls on the earth with increasing abundance. We cannot escape the messy rhythm of life, and it's a small, bright mercy that we don't want to. A hundred Springs may come and go, but each lifts the heart without effort. Spring is always young, even though we aren't.

It's the voice of immortality...the shout of life...the undisciplined joy of awakening youth. Spring is the special provence of the physical self for which we profess such contempt, but without which we are no more than passing shadows in the dreams of sleeping gods. It is here that life realizes itself in all its belligerant tenacity and the simple delight of being. Gravid wombs and bursting seeds and everywhere the sound of a great, beating heart. Whether it comes in March or in September, it is the legacy of the flesh. We are real. We are alive. It is Spring.

Slovak Easter Mayday Imbolc Easter History

Fiddler Jones

THE EARTH keeps some vibration going
There in your heart, and that is you.
And if the people find you can fiddle,
Why, fiddle you must, for all your life.
What do you see, a harvest of clover?
Or a meadow to walk through to the river?
The windıs in the corn; you rub your hands
For beeves hereafter ready for market;
Or else you hear the rustle of skirts
Like the girls when dancing at Little Grove.
To Cooney Potter a pillar of dust
Or whirling leaves meant ruinous drouth;
They looked to me like Red-Head Sammy
Stepping it off, to Toor-a-Loor.
How could I till my forty acres
Not to speak of getting more,
With a medley of horns, bassoons and piccolos
Stirred in my brain by crows and robins
And the creak of a wind-mill...only these?
And I never started to plow in my life
That some one did not stop in the road
And take me away to a dance or picnic.
I ended up with forty acres;
I ended up with a broken fiddle...
And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
And not a single regret.

Edgar Lee Masters
Spoon River Anthology

Food and Drink

Irish Stew

1 1/2 lb lamb, cut into pieces
1 tbsp. vegetable oil
Parsley sprigs
Peppercorns, dried thyme, dried rosemary
2 c Finely shredded cabbage
1 large leek, well rinsed and sliced thinly
6 carrots, sliced
1 1/2 c celery stalks, diced
1 lb small new potatoes, unpeeled
1 medium onion, chopped

Brown lamb in hot oil. During the last minute of browning, add a few peppercorns, and a pinch each of thyme and rosemary. (Be sparing of the rosemary.) Spoon off excess melted fat and oil and add enough water to cover the lamb pieces. Bring to a boil and turn the heat down. Simmer for about 15-20 minutes. Add vegetables and simmer an additional 25-30 minutes, adding water if needed, until the potatoes are tender. Garnish with parsley sprigs and serve with soda bread. Serves 6.

Quick Soda Bread

3 c Flour
1/2 c chopped apple
1/2 c raisins
1/2 c sugar
1 egg
2 tsp. baking soda
2 tb oil
1 1/2 tsp. caraway seed
1 1/2 c buttermilk (approx.)

In a large bowl, mix flour, sugar and soda thoroughly with hands. Make a well in the flour mixure and add egg and enough buttermilk to make a somewhat sticky dough. Add chopped apples, caraway seed and raisins. Turn onto lightly floured board and knead gently several times. Do not overwork dough! It should remain somewhat sticky. Grease a round cake pan. Spread dough evenly into pan. Cut an X across the top of the bread with a sharp knife. Bake at 350 for 40-45 minutes. Serves 6.

Irish Coffee

1 Measure Irish whiskey
1 Measure strong black coffee
2 tsp. sugar
2 tsp. fresh, heavy whipping cream

Heat a glass. Add whiskey, sugar and the hot coffee.Pour cream into a spoon rested just on the surface of the liquid. (Let the cream overflow onto the coffee.) Raise the spoon as the cream accumulates, so that a layer of cream builds up on the surface. Do NOT put the cream in coffee without sugar in it, as the sugar is what lets the cream float.
The coffee is meant to be drunk through the cream, so don't stir it in.

Asparagus With Honey Dijon Sauce

1 lb. fresh asparagus
1/4 cup Dijon mustard
1/4 cup Guinness
3 tbsp. honey
1/2 tsp. minced garlic
1/4 tsp. dried, crushed lemon thyme

Steam asparagus for about 3 minutes until crisp-tender. Whisk remaining ingredients together and pour over chilled aparagus. Serves 4.

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