A Letter from Ireland
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Céad Míle Fáilte - and welcome to your Letter from Ireland for this week. Spring has fully arrived here in County Cork, with days growing longer and the countryside transforming before our eyes. The hedgerows are bursting with new growth, lambs are frolicking in the fields, and farmers across the island are busy with their spring tasks. It's a season of renewal that never fails to lift the spirits! How are things in your part of the world today?

I'm enjoying a cup of Barry's tea as I write, and hope you'll join me with whatever you fancy as we start into today's letter. Just yesterday, I was watching as our neighbour Seán carefully prepared his fields for planting, and it reminded me of how farming traditions are woven deeply into Irish culture. So today, I want to share with you some folklore, superstitions, and ancient customs that have long surrounded spring planting in rural Ireland.


Last month, I received the following from Des in Liverpool:

"Mike, my grandfather was from a small farm in County Galway, and he always had special rituals when planting potatoes - something about the moon and blessing the seed potatoes. Are these old farming customs still practiced in Ireland? I'd love to learn more about these traditions to connect with my roots. Thanks, Des."

What a great question to kick off today's letter, Des, and one that touches on a cultural heritage that's slowly fading from living memory. Your grandfather's rituals were part of an ancient relationship between Irish people and their land - a relationship that blended practical agricultural knowledge with pre-Christian beliefs, Christian practices, and the sort of folk wisdom that sustained communities for centuries.


The Sacred Rhythms of the Land

For generations, Irish farmers treated the first days of spring planting as a sacred occasion. Before a single seed would touch the soil, many farming families would sprinkle their seed potatoes with holy water or carry them to Mass to be blessed. Some farmers would even place a small wooden cross in the centre of a field before planting began, hoping for divine protection for the coming crop.

I remember hearing that my own grandfather, a small farmer in West Cork, saved the "práta Mhairtín" (St. Martin's potato) from the previous year's harvest - the largest and finest specimen - to be the first one planted in the new season. This potato was believed to carry the promise of a bountiful harvest to come. He'd make the sign of the cross over the first drill before placing this special tuber into the ground, a quiet moment of devotion that connected him to generations before.


Weather Wisdom and Saints' Days

The old Irish farming calendar was marked not by months but by saints' days and natural indicators. "Sow peas and beans on St. Patrick's Day (March 17th), set potatoes on St. Columcille's Day" went one old rhyme. Many farmers would wait until the blackthorn bloomed before planting, or until the first cuckoo was heard - natural signals that the soil had warmed enough for successful germination.

Weather lore played its part too. "Red sky at night, shepherd's delight; red sky in morning, shepherd's warning" might be familiar to many, but Irish farmers had dozens of such sayings specific to planting time. "When oak leaves are the size of a mouse's ear, it's time to plant corn" or "Plant when the elder leaves are as big as a shilling" were practical guidelines that connected natural observations with agricultural timing.

Perhaps the most beautiful aspect of a spring planting was its communal nature. Before mechanisation transformed farming, the "meitheal" (pronounced "meh-hal") system brought neighbours together to help each other with labour-intensive tasks such as potato planting. These working parties would move from farm to farm, ensuring that everyone's crops were planted in a timely manner.

Michael O'Sullivan, a farmer in his eighties from West Kerry, once shared his memories of these spring gatherings with me: "The day would start early, with men arriving with their spades and horses. Women would prepare a feast for midday, and there'd be music and storytelling while we worked. We'd plant an entire field in a day, with twenty neighbours helping. And when the last drill was filled, the host would provide poitín or whiskey, and we'd celebrate the work with songs and dance."

This cooperative spirit wasn't just practical - but a social glue that bound rural communities together. The sharing of labour was matched by the sharing of seed varieties, with farmers exchanging their best seed potatoes to help genetic diversity and resilience against blight or other diseases.


Traditions Fade, Yet Persist

So, many of these customs have faded as farming has modernised. Large machinery has replaced the meitheal, scientific planting calendars have supplanted lunar observations, and commercial seed suppliers have largely replaced the careful selection and exchange of seed potatoes from previous harvests.

Yet, in certain locations across rural Ireland, these traditions persist. When travelling through a small village in Clare some time ago I came upon "Seed-savers" who were holding a "Potato Day", old seed varieties with names like 'Lumper', 'Irish Apple', and 'Skerry Blue' were exchanged among gardeners and small-scale farmers committed to preserving heritage varieties. These gatherings have become a way of reconnecting with agricultural heritage while addressing modern concerns about biodiversity and food security.

And while tractors may have replaced horses, and GPS-guided planting systems now ensure perfectly straight rows, you'll still find many farmers making a small blessing before the season's work begins, or checking the phase of the moon before deciding on the planting date. Some traditions are too deeply rooted to disappear completely.

So, Des, your grandfather's rituals would have been part of an ancient lineage of agricultural knowledge that helped the Irish people survive through centuries of challenges. These traditions weren't just superstitions but represented a holistic approach to farming that acknowledged an interconnection between natural cycles, spiritual belief, and community cooperation.

For those of us with Irish farming ancestors, these traditions offer a thread connecting us to our heritage. Even if we never plant a potato ourselves, understanding these customs gives us insight into the lives and worldviews of those who came before us.

I wonder about all of our other readers - do any of you have memories of farming traditions passed down through your family? Perhaps you still practice some of these old ways in your own gardens? Do feel free to HIT REPLY and let me know.

That's it for this week,

Slán for now,

Mike.

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