Two boys carrying home potatoes during harvest. They both wear baskets on their back. Photographed near Newcastle, County Down at the coast.
"Bringing home the taties"
📷 Photographed near Newcastle, Co. Down. Photo by William Green.
🍂 Explore the #HarvestSeason and book tickets to our harvest experience on Saturday 20 September → bit.ly/3VeB3mI
#UlsterFolkMuseum #Harvest #LammasDay #IrishHistory
loaf of bread with Buddha and roses
Quan Yin with loaf of bread
Quan Yin with loaf of bread and dramatic shadows
#lammasday #buddha #quanyin #bread Happy Lammas Day! I made bread in celebration.
SONG Tune-Corn Rigs are bonie It was upon a Lammas night, When corn rigs are bonie, Beneath the moon's unclouded light, I held awa to Annie:® The time flew by, wi' tentless heed, Till 'tween the late and early; Wi' sma' persuasion she agreed, To see me thro' the barley. The sky was blue, the wind was still, The moon was shining clearly; I set her down, wi' right good will, Amang the rigs o' barley: I ken't her heart was a' my ain; I lov'd her most sincerely; I kiss'd her ore and owre again, Amang the rigs o' barley. I lock'd her in my fond embrace; Her heart was beating rarely: My blessings on that happy place, Amang the rigs o' barley! But by the moon and stars so bright, That shone that hour so clearly! She ay shall bless that happy night, Amang the rigs o' barley.
I hae been blythe wi' Comrades dear; I hae been merry drinking; I hae been joyfu gath'rin gear; I hae been happy thinking: But a' the pleasures e'er I saw, Tho' three times doubl'd fairly, That happy night was worth them a', Amang the rigs o' barley. CHORUS Corn rigs, an' barley rigs, An' corn rigs are bonie: I'll ne'er forget that happy night, Amang the rigs wi' Annie.
It was upon a Lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonie,
Beneath the moon’s unclouded light,
I held awa to Annie…
—Robert Burns, “Corn Rigs”
pages from Robert Burns: Selected Poems & Songs (OUP, 2013)
Today, 1 August, is #LammasDay
#poetry #C18th #romanticism
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Lammas marks the first harvest—a time to reflect on growth, gratitude and community. We thank every member of staff whose care and compassion help cultivate inclusive culture and connection, day by day. #lammasday #EDI #InclusiveCulture
Please join us in prayer on #LammasDay,
Lord of creation, at #Lammas we give thanks for the gifts You have given us, and ask You to:
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Celebrate the First Harvest of the season with the charming Dried Wheat and Daisy Lammas Day Celebration Invitation buff.ly/sZa8gCs
#lammasday #firstharvest #loafmassday #august1st #paganholidays #lammasdaycelebration #lughnasadh #pagansabat #driedgrains #augustfirst
Invite guests to celebrate the First Harvest of the season with the rustic Dried Wheat Grains Lammas Day Celebration Party Invitation
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#lammasday #firstharvest #loafmassday #august1st #paganholidays #lammasdaycelebration #lughnasadh #pagansabat #driedgrains
SONG Tune-Corn Rigs are bonie It was upon a Lammas night, When corn rigs are bonie, Beneath the moon's unclouded light, I held awa to Annie:® The time flew by, wi' tentless heed, Till 'tween the late and early; Wi' sma' persuasion she agreed, To see me thro' the barley. The sky was blue, the wind was still, The moon was shining clearly; I set her down, wi' right good will, Amang the rigs o' barley: I ken't her heart was a' my ain; I lov'd her most sincerely; I kiss'd her ore and owre again, Amang the rigs o' barley. I lock'd her in my fond embrace; Her heart was beating rarely: My blessings on that happy place, Amang the rigs o' barley! But by the moon and stars so bright, That shone that hour so clearly! She ay shall bless that happy night, Amang the rigs o' barley.
I hae been blythe wi' Comrades dear; I hae been merry drinking; I hae been joyfu gath'rin gear; I hae been happy thinking: But a' the pleasures e'er I saw, Tho' three times doubl'd fairly, That happy night was worth them a', Amang the rigs o' barley. CHORUS Corn rigs, an' barley rigs, An' corn rigs are bonie: I'll ne'er forget that happy night, Amang the rigs wi' Annie.
It was upon a Lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonie,
Beneath the moon’s unclouded light,
I held awa to Annie…
—Robert Burns, “Corn Rigs”
from Robert Burns: Selected Poems & Songs, OUP 2013
Today, 1 August, is #LammasDay
