The morning was just nice. Nothing really special. Although… because there was nothing special, it was in a way, very special. The temperature of the air was mild. One thing which had not been before long. There was also a high sky coloured with those special shades of light blue you only seem to notice on the islands here.
The various coulisses in the Connemara landscape I could not see yet but Inis Óirr was already milking the sun. And, I realize it just now while I am writing, why the morning had something special, there was no wind at all!
The hours of morning passed by with the usual chorus of this time of day: tractors with cargo from the freight boat going up and down the road driving very slowly at the crossroads because of possible traffic coming from the opposed direction. People walking on the road in order to get their groceries at the shop or for going to mass and coming back again. And besides there were some visitors trying to find their way around.
Noon arrived. For a single hour the shop is closed. No cars, tractors or people on the road now. The buzz of the morning had stopped. I love this moment of breaking of the day. Due to this moment the order of the course of day can be re-arranged again.
Because it turned out to be a sunny day I went outside and had my lunch in the garden. I felt the balance of the day coming back step by step. At the moment of equilibrium, when there was complete unity in the atmosphere I heard the airy sound of the cuckoo…
Summer had started!
Slán go fóill,
Elisabeth from Inis Meáin.