White Christmas?

Looks Like it!!

Ice Ice Baby

Only the mad and insane walked today!! The footpaths and roads in my home town of Ards were pure sheets of ice. Rainfall during the night froze quickly and the police had actually closed the road on which we normally park for our walk up to Scrabo Tower. Wise people were turning around and going home.

Anyway, us four eejits just carried on. 😀 If we could make it to the gravel paths, we would be fine. Two cars side swiped the kerb and others had been abandoned. After watching the dogs running then sliding for 30 feet at a time, and watching my brother fall on his hoop, we managed to make it to the gravel surface.

Here are a few photos of the walk once it was safe to bring the camera out! Gravel paths a must 🙂

Tarmac paths to be avoided!!

Scrabo Tower was our first target.

Some nice views from the tower. Only from the bottom as the Tower is closed over the Winter months. Below is Belfast in the distance and the snow covered hills behind.

The drumlins of County Down.

Comber Town and the Mournes beyond.

Trees spotted for inspiration.

Ivy seed heads.

Confused Gorse.

Fungi Branch

Larch Cones

Regeneration

Winter Wonderland

Today was just about as cold I want to experience for a while. The wind filled with wet snow made it doubly nasty! The snow only lay on high ground thank goodness. Here are two photos I took on my travels today.

Knockagh Monument Carrickfergus.

and sun setting behind Cavehill.

It would appear that my request for warmer weather will not be granted. More snow forecast.

Club AGM

Friday night was the NIBS AGM and I find myself as Chairman for another year. When you work with such a good team, staying as Chair for another year is no big chore. We like to get the business over with ASAP and get stuck into a few trees. My camera was doing the rounds and some smart arse captured me in a few photos. The first one does me no favours, but I think it’s only fair to display it as I’m always ready to snap everyone else in their moment of weakness 🙂

 

I got a few of the chaps to strip the last few leaves from my Trident. Now I can tuck it away for the rest of the Winter. I’ll post better photos of it later in the week.

Todays Walk in Pictures

Here is some from my usual Sunday walk. We revisited the Clandeboye  Way. We haven’t done it for a while as it can get water logged but today was enjoyable even with the mud.

I didn’t think the sign meant cameras so I snapped away when I could. Nice to see the dog using the pedestrian gate instead of going through the main one 🙂

I spotted these Fungi on an old fallen Birch log. My brother Sam thought they looked like Octopus.

On old rotten stump with beautiful deadwood.

Some of the landscape we crossed. The sheep moved away when they saw the dogs appearing.

Old Gate pillars made from Scrabo Sandstone. No longer used as a gate as the gap isn’t wide enough any more for modern machinery. New gate beside it.

 We saw many trees along the walk that had fallen since our last visit. This one blocked the path.

Stephen wondered why I stopped to take a photo of the ground. I found it beautiful in it’s own way. It captures the season well. Can’t wait to see what he snaps with his new camera from Santa 🙂

Loved this old gnarly tree trunk. It tells it’s own story of life in the wood.

A birch full of witches brooms.

Just as we left the wooded area to walk along the coast, this Jay appeared in a tree. I snapped a few quick shots thinking it would only sit a few seconds. It was close by the path and was working hard to get grubs from a rotted branch. I quickly changed the lens to get a closer shot. Just As I was ready, it buggered off! Never get a chance like that again 😦

Birds were the highlight for the rest of the walk. Here are a few we saw.

 A few other feather free shots.

My 2 dogs loved the water and enjoyed drying out in front of the fire back at home too 🙂

Club Post Link

I just added this Post to the Club Blogsite:  Hugh’s Juniper.

I thought I would add it here as well as it’s far too cold for me to venture outside and actually do some work on my own trees 🙂

You can read all about it over on the club site, but basically it’s this Juniper getting a long over due haircut.

 

Irish Trees and Towns

As it’s pissing it down today and I have absolutely no photos to share with you, I thought that for today’s post I would share an article written by a club member a few years back.

It was written by one of the founding members of our society, Victor Corbett. Victor is a fluent Gaelic speakers and had mentioned at a club meeting that many of the place names in Northern Ireland had their meaning linked to trees in the Irish language.  We asked him to write this down for us to share with all our members, and that is what you can read below. For those who follow this blog with a Gaelic background, be it Irish, Scottish or Welsh, I thought you might find it interesting….

Following the very interesting and informative discussion on Native Trees at a Society meeting, it occurred to me that where better to identify truly native trees than by understanding the meaning of some of our local place names.

 I’ve always had a general interest in this subject – local descriptive place names are generally derived from the Gaelic language originally spoken in NE Ireland and is still widely spoken today in the Western Isles and West coast mainland of Scotland. After all Scotland got its name and language from a tribe called Scotti which lived in the Dalmade area of North Antrim in the 5th & 6th Centuries. Some of the ‘Scots’ emigrated to Argyll and Isley, ousted by Picts and established a nation and language which still exists today, but enough of the history!

In the Dromara area of Mid-Down where I spent much time among the farming community there was a local hill called Singer’s Mountain – its proper name was Mullaghdrin, meaning the hill-top of Blackthorn, drinn being the Gaelic for Blackthorn. To this day it’s still a tangle of Blackthorn scrub.

Not far away in the opposite direction is the Townland of Aughnaskeagh – the fields of the Hawthorn. Any name containing Skeagh or Skea indicates the presence of Hawthorn, eg. Lisnaskea – the hill fort of Hawthorn.

The Oak is widely referred to in many place names containing Derry from Doire, an Oak tree.Londonderry itself, Edenderry, the hill brow of Oaks, and Deramore in the Malone area of Belfast is derived from Doire Mor, the great Oak that used to exist in the area.

A few others for consideration :-

Alder : Fearna

eg. Cloughfern, the rock of the Alders

Birch : Beithe

eg. Beaghmore, the big Birches.

Rowan : Caorunn

gets its name from the second syllable in the Gaelic name for Mountain Ash.

Yew : An Iubhar,

Pronounced An-your-uh. Easily becomes Newry, also Ballynure.

Holly : Cuileann

eg. Slieve Gullion, Collin Glen.

Willow : Seileaeh

eg. Ballysallagh, the town of the Willows. Willow is often referred to in country areas as the Selly – Very similar to the botanical name Salix.

One tree I can’t identify yet in any place name known to me is the Scots Pine – Giubhais, but if you know of any place name ending in ‘ooish’, you’ve probably located one.

Caledonie, the poetic name for Scotland, I suggest is derived from ‘Coille Donn’, the brown wood, which describes the old Caledonion Pine forest, originally widespread over the Scottish Highlands. Caledon is also a local name in Co. Armagh.

So keep your eyes and ears open and some of our peculiar place names might give you a clue to original locations of native trees. Finally, have you ever given any thought to the place where we hold our meetings? Cregagh, its from Creagach meaning a rocky place and there’s still a Rocky road up the hill there.

 Victor Corbett

This Morning on Cavehill

Stephen and I took a walk up Cavehill this morning. I was hoping to get a clear view of Belfast but the cloud moved in during the 10 minutes we stayed at the top. It did however lead to some interesting photos.

Here’s some scenic shots.

Looking at the top.

Hawthorn silhouette

Stephen taking in the view as it disappeared into the cloud.

Love this one.

Looking down over North Belfast.

Belfast in a shaft of sunlight.

Shipyard where the Titanic was built 100 years ago.

Belfast Castle, our start and finish point.

A sculpture in the grounds of the Castle.

Some trees for inspiration.

Beech Uros.

Yellow Larch

Hawthorn berries

Scots Pine

Hawthorn popping up everywhere.

and the best for last, a panoramic of Belfast Lough, stitched together in Photoshop.

Bonsai Clubs?

Made it to the club night last night despite the weather.

Many people in the ‘bonsai Community’ run down the effectiveness of clubs and Societies. Those seeking to attain higher levels of knowledge and skills tend to leave clubs to attend workshops with professionals or skip over them in the first place. I have no problem with this but isn’t there room for both?

I feel that we need to cater for all. Not everyone wants to be a master, or even be that proficient at bonsai. That’s their choice. Many do it as a social thing. Certainly friendship is a big part of what keeps me involved with the club. The more experienced enthusiasts need to give a little back.

My big reason for ensuring the growth of the NIBS is to keep those feelers out there looking for that one person a year that walks through the door, who wants to get into bonsai and take it as far as they can. In Northern Ireland where Bonsai is limited, a persons usual first port of call when searching for bonsai is the NIBS. We are waiting for you 🙂

Club nights are a small part of what we do. Some members are happy with the once a month workshop. However, getting together with others who want to push their limits also happens outside of the club night boundaries. You only have to look back through my blog to see that I regularly get together with others in the club, and outside of it for that matter, to push myself and them forward.

The club will help teach the basics to beginners, as all clubs should but we will also run Bonsai Schools to cover all levels. Next year will see Peter Warren joining us for a few days running workshops for both beginners and the more experienced.

My goodness, I’m rambling on!! I only planned to share a photo or two from last night. Passions running away with me lol. Anyway, what I’m saying is a club, set up the right way, can cater for all. Why not give your local one a chance to prove it’s worth. You might find the whole experience rewarding, or it might be crap 🙂 If you don’t go look, you’ll never know.

Last Night in pics.

Learning and social aspects in action.

Close instruction on how to start thinning a very over grown Juniper.

Nine people discussing options on a nursery stock Juniper. Each has to pick a front and explain their reason for it. A great learning technique.

Needle removal on a Scots Pine in action.

Before

After, ready for wiring.

Maple on Display

A very enjoyable night for me. Maybe it’s just me, but I get a buzz from helping others learn. Definitely one of the best parts of being in a club.

First Frost & Sunday Walk

I woke up this morning to the first frost I’ve seen in a long time, I may have slept through one earlier in the week 🙂

It was a beautiful clear morning with blue skies, not a breath of wind and a perfect day for my Sunday walk. Here are the usual photos taken whilst walking from Hollywood to Bangor along the shore of Belfast Lough.

Hard to tell where the sea finishes and the sky begins.

Some Trees to inspire

Some Wildlife

Everyone looking towards Belfast hoping to spot a star or two. The MTV European Music Awards is on in Belfast tonight and the City is buzzing!

“I see Bieber!” “Who’s the Blonde he’s with?” 🙂This guy was walking a horse on the Beach! Well, it was the size of a horse. My dogs gave it a wide berth. Pink lead made me laugh.

Maggie and Smudge at full tilt as usual! Notice some frost on the ground.

Crawforsburn

 Just makes you want to sit down for a while.

end game, Bangor Marina.