Goodness...what an awful long day it has been. It's funny how some days are long and some are short and yet they are all the same length...
We didn't see the Perseids meteor shower 'cos it was cloudy night after night when they were at their peak...in fact, I don't think we've seen a decent display of shooting stars since we were in England sixteen years ago...we see satellites of course, slowly wending their way across the night skies and sometimes catch a brief glimpse of a lone shooting star but never the glorious display the Perseids put on.
And I was thinking about bits of metorites which people find sometimes when I read a news article about a man who has a vast collection and is about to have some specimens auctioned...the Irish thought metorites were the weapons of Elves and Faerie and they were known as Elf-Shot and avoided at all costs...they thought ancient arrowheads had magical powers bestowed upon them by the Faerie as well, though they were saved and pushed into the cracks between the stones of the cattle barns...it was thought they'd protect the cattle from disease.
A stone with a natural hole in it was prized and hung from doors and lintels...witches would spend so much time struggling to squeeze through the hole they would never enter the dwelling place...the more stones with holes, the safer your home would be.
We have dozens of horse and donkey shoes which we've unearthed from the garden...in England a horseshoe is always hung on a door the right way up...that stops the luck from running out of it...but in Ireland horseshoes are always put onto doors the 'wrong' way up...and that is to stop the Faeries from using them as boats...
As our cottage is on a Faerie path anyway we're not too worried about which way up the horseshoes go...but I do have a collection of stones with holes in the middles that hang from the doorframe...just in case.
A man who has a group on ipernity for people who collect fossils asked me if I'd let him have my photos of the some of the fossils we have...and so I said yes of course he can...but I haven't been to his page yet...bet he has much more impressive fossils than mine...though I did have an excellent Ammonite but it was in a chalky sort of stone and it disintergrated and sort of disappeared.
And another bloke came to visit and when I went to his page to see who he is, he had photos of naked women on it...quite tasteful actually...if you like that kind of thing.Personally I always think people look better with a few clothes on...
Not much else has happened this week...I painted the wall with the shelves on this morning and threw a jar full of iffy looking apricots away...not the jar..kept that...but the apricots were sort of odd looking actually and smelt a bit strange.
Adam and Anna who've bought Willies cottage have gone back to Wales today...we've not seen Wendy and Jason who we thought had bought Annies cottage for three weeks now, so perhaps the sale fell through. It would be a shame if it had 'cos they were nice people. If the estate agent wasn't so foul, I'd go into his office and ask...there aren't many people I actively dislike...but he is one.
And I found a Finn...not lurking in the potting shed...he is another remote ancestor to join the Danes and the Icelanders...