Irish Water/ Uisce Eirinn was set up in 2013, and states it is subsidiary of Board Gas Eirinn, also known as Boad Gas, and Board Gas group. In 2014 B.Gas .Eirinn. was renamed ‘Ervia’ a mixture of the Irish name Eire and Via the Latin for ‘the way’. After the sale of Ervia to Centrica Board Gas Energy was no longer part of Ervia it then became Board Gas Networks, merging gas and electric and in 2014 merged Gaslink and Board Gas Networks to become Gas Networks Ireland.
The Irish Water website claims that:
‘Irish Water will be accountable to two regulatory bodies – the Commission for Energy Regulation (CER) who is the economic regulator for the water industry, and the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) who is the environmental regulator.
Ervia describe themselves as a commercial semi-state company with delivery of gas and water infrastructure and services in Ireland, and…
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I have not written a poem for some time, but as I wrote this appeared. The catalyst was the wonderful imagery from the pictures and quotes at the link. Nature has a way of showing us the way. It takes a Sabbath in our climate called winter.
The artist’s palette splashes colours about.
Autumn gives way to the winter.
It slips into rest;
Life’s weariness lifted,
A white blanket appears;
Covering all that sleeps in its wake.
Nature comes full circle,
It rests in its Sabbath.
View from Guthrie Peak Trail, Catalina Highway to the Right, Down Through Sycamore Canyon, Thumble Peak, Blackett’s Ridge, Tucson,
The Tucson Mountains with The Quinlan Mountains on the Tohono O’odham Nation In The Distance.
— Image by kenne
Tall trees stand behind
Scrubs cover the mountainside
Through which a road runs.
Rocky peaks reach up
Form a desert silhouette
Above the basin.
Clouds move slowly by
Cover parallel ranges
Hugging Old Pueblo.
A simple reminder!
When we are children, we are free to just be. Somehow, we lose this being as we mature. We are serious, but it is fun, fantastic, and ordinary things that make a good day.
Peter Everwine reminds me when returning from the fields it is important to remember visible and invisible reminders of what makes a good day. Sometimes, it is barbs, snaggle-teeth, and grinning ones that are easily overlooked. I don’t notice what attached as I ran in the fields. I recall them later as literal and figurative reminders of my adventures.
Until nightfall my son ran in the fields,
looking for God knows what.
Flowers, perhaps. Odd birds on the wing.
Something to fill an empty spot.
Maybe a luminous angel
or a country girl with a secret dark.
He came back empty-handed,
or so I thought.
Now I find them:
the barbed weeds
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“Let us not talk falsely now, the hour’s getting late.” ~Bob Dylan
Looking out at the ecological crisis we humans have created, the analogy of mass murder or collective suicide could be applied. For centuries we’ve been steadily and methodically killing off other life forms in the Natural world. Now our greed and selfishness seems to be destroying us as well.
Is there a way out? Hopefully, yes, but it will require more creativity, love and wisdom then modern “technologically advanced” humans have exhibited (as a whole) in a very long time. It requires large numbers of us “waking up” and caring deeply, becoming less “techno-logical” and much more “eco-logical” in our behavior and thinking.
Do most people realize what we’ve been doing and the “inevitable” outcome of our actions- if we do not change? I think large numbers of us do, though its like someone struggling with a drinking…
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