Tag: folklore
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Saddell Castle
Saddell Castle was built in the early sixteenth century for the Bishop of Argyll. In one of the pillars of its gate are indentations which Kintyre tradition claims are the finger-and thumbprints of the Devil. The story goes that the Laird of Saddell mischievously wagered a village tailor to spend a night in the graveyard…
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A Method for May
On this day in 1937 the Bradford Observer ran this little piece in the paper’s ‘Yorkshire Gossip’ column:— A Method for May. Were you up at 4 o’clock this morning, gathering green branches, rehearsing the steps of your morris, ” feateously footing the hobbyhorse,” and washing your face in the dew ? Perhaps you did…
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King George on Blackthorn
The flowers of the Blackthorn are, I think, past their prime by now, but this Peacock, one of the aristocrat butterflies according to early entomologists, is feeding on any remaining nectar. In keeping with this blue-blooded theme, the fenmen of Norfolk called the butterfly ‘King George‘. On the other hand, another long-lost dialect name for…
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The Three Witches Oak
Since my last visit, this veteran oak has acquired a new epithet: ‘The Three Witches Oak‘ — from a story in J.J. Hutton’s ‘Murder, Mysteries and Tales of the Supernatural in the North Riding of Yorkshire‘. It’s the tale of three witches, Auld Nan Scaife o’ Spaunton Moor, Auld Nan Anne Pierson of Westerdale, and…
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The Marsh-marigold (Caltha palustris)
A murky morning so my eyes were drawn closer to earth seeking for signs of the vernal awakening. This spring, in the old Slack’s Quarry, seems to be a favourite spot for the marsh marigold, its vivid yellow flowers already in bloom. Wikipedia says it should flower between April and August, but I suspect the…
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Little Fryup Dale
The Rev. J.C. Atkinson, writing in the late 19th-century, had a fascination for Little Fryup Dale, or rather the folklore associated with the area around the little knoll on the right, Fairy Cross Plain. It’s might seem odd that a man of the cloth should be so preoccupied with fairies, elves and hobs but belief…
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Hrímfaxi, the goddess of the night’s horse, pulls her chariot through the dark sky
It was pretty bleak on Urra Moor this morning. I had half expected to see ‘The Hagmare of Orrer‘, a witch that was said to roam the moor in the guise of a horse. I had met this beast earlier on Greenhow Moor. The great plow of Watership Down thundering out of the freezing mist.…
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Rainbow, rainbow,
Brack an gang hame …The dark clouds to the north east have been ominous all day. Kept at bay by the bitterly cold nor-westerlies. There’s always something striking about a rainbow. They are always in the opposite direction to the sun and a ‘Rainbow in the morning gives fair warning’ indicates rain in the west and generally heading your…
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Scarth Wood Moor
Working with the National Trust widening their section of the path around the Cod Beck Reservoir to make it more wheelchair accessible. As we were knocking off, the sun came out giving some dramatic lighting. And tonight I am told is Mischief Night, supposedly because this was the night when Guy Fawkes was up to…
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The Shellycoat of Leith
A few days in Leith on the outskirts of Edinburgh and a chance to look out for one of Scotland’s most elusive creatures. So elusive in fact that one long term resident of Leith had never heard of the town’s watery inhabitant. Walter Scott wrote about the Shellycoat in his 1802 book ‘Ministrelsy of the…