![Peat Fire](http://bethemmott.com/blog/extra/images/ireland/peatFire.jpg)
Our first peat fire!
Tonight we had a peat fire. We’ve seen places where peat is harvested and homes with blocks of peat piled up like cord wood outside, but our cottage is supplied with peat briquettes. Our cast iron stove is made at Coalbrookdale in Shropshire, England, home of one of Bob’s favorite bridges. We bought lamb chops from George O’Grady the butcher (his sign says Victualler) to eat in front of the fire.
This has been a busy day – started with the rainbow mentioned in the last post.
At 10:00 we met with Una at the Ballinglen Arts Foundation to discuss how to proceed. While I finally got on line, updated my post, checked email and did the few things that required, Bob discussed locations to video and photograph. He also began shooting the library. Peter and Margo, the founders of the BAF have donated their private collection of art books etc to the Foundation. Filling a whole room, it is an amazing resource for the artists who visit and anyone in the Ballycastle community.
After more discussion we had lunch with Una, Christine who also works for the foundation and visiting artist Eddie Kennedy and his wife, Eithne, at Mary’s Cottage Kitchen, a wonderful lunch café plus “she’ll make most anything you want kind of place”—then we headed to Downpatrick Head, the signature rock formation in the area—pretty wild!
![Downpatrick Hed](http://bethemmott.com/blog/extra/images/ireland/downpatrickHead.jpg)
Rock formation at Downpatrick Head
There was a memorial to:
“To the memory of the people of
Knockaun and Killeen who lost
their lives here in Poll Na
Seantoine in the aftermath of
The Rebellion of 1758.”
![Clouds](http://bethemmott.com/blog/extra/images/ireland/clouds2.jpg)
![Clouds](http://bethemmott.com/blog/extra/images/ireland/clouds4.jpg)
Busy clouds!
The weather is nutsy/crazy. . . while we were shooting the sun would be shining brightly and suddenly clouds would come racing out of the ocean somewhere and dump a bucket of water on you and then the sun would shine as if nothing had occurred. . . Some times the sun would never bother to stop shining. This happened over and over. Each time bring more and more incredible cloud formations and light situations leaving one breathless—and wet! People who live here just smile as we think this is strange.