Thursday, 19 July 2012

They're coming! Marching to the beat of the drum!

Gradually all over the peninsula from Craobh to the Castle at Craignish and back the scarecrows are rising and standing proud as if they are hearing the call of a distant drum or thinking of the taste of the amber nectar.  I tried catching Clare's naked runner today but he was having none of it.  Running away down the side of the loch, looking like a man on a mission.  I still think he must be Hermes.

Hermes in the distance
A wander up to Mandy Hamptons and there I was met by the wonderful sight of a group of bees buzzing happily in the corner of her garden.  The Queen (Greek Gods and Queens the poster said) surrounded by her workers.  You can tell which one is the queen because she is wearing her crown.  Mandy is a little worried about them because she is going away for a week and so they will be a little neglected family.  She was thinking that perhaps they could be looked after as a community project.  Anyone going past Mandy's could have a quick look to make sure they're OK on their way past if they don't mind.


Across the other side of the peninsula to Craobh water sports and the first of the scarecrows over this side.  Apparently there is a hidden gem on Craignish, hadn't met him before but he is a nice man and his input to the two scarecrows here seems fantastic.  They have two scarecrows.  One which represents Poseidon is to go and stand at the road end in his boat.  With his trident and string beard he is the imposing figure that I imagine Poseidon to be.


But perhaps the creature I like the best (family failing) from Greek Mythology is Kobalos.  Not a god but a sprite.  Mischievous and dedicated to tricking and deceiving mortals Greek myths depict the kobaloi as "impudent, thieving, droll, idle, mischievous, gnome-dwarfs"  Helen and Mark have got one, and he's going on their roof, probably one of the highest set scarecrow of any.  He's just little but I like him.

Surfing Kobalos




 This is getting to be such good fun. I think the scarecrows listened to me yesterday.  All we need now is for the gods to keep smiling on Ardfern and allow us to have fantastic weather for a little while. 

OR MAYBE I SHOULDN'T TEMPT FATE.


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