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Bog and Turf
Wednesday, March 21, 2007, 7:41 AM
I took this picture at Ulster American Folk Park. Turf or peat is used because there are few trees and no coal on Ireland...or not enough to say so...but bogs be another thing. Peat is accumulation of partially decayed vegetation matter. Peat forms in wetlands or peatlands, variously called bogs, moors, muskegs, pocosins, mires, and tropical swamp forests.
The pictures above and below I borrowed from this website and tried to get permission but...the email came back undeliverable.
There's this really great website about turf and peat and you can go there by clicking here.
Now, if you've never smelled a peat or turf fire....now that's a smell you won't forget soon. So very different than a wood fire. We bought some incense in Ireland that smells just like a turf fire. Going to have to buy some more soon. There's a bog preservation organization now as it really isn't necessary to cut the turf for home heating anymore. Here's a great pic of not only a couple at their hearth enjoying a turf fire...but with a basket of pratties as well. And another as well.
If you'd like to smell it for yourself, here's a link to purchase some. It's a bit expensive for incense but....well, we like incense. We burned some on Sunday while we were enjoying our trad Irish-American St Paddy's Day feast. We had a few friends over to share and one of them was so interested in all the info I have gathered this month, because, sure and you know I couldn't keep me mouth shut!!!, that she invited me to talk to her second grade class the very next day. Which I did, by the way, and read them the story of Fin McCool (or Fionn mac Cumhaill) and the Legend of Knockmany and taught them 1-10 in the Irish and how to say goodbye. It was only twenty minutes but sure it did restore something in my soul. My soul is plenty in need of restoring. It's been beaten and battered ....but that's a story for another day.
I'm Pam and Bill.
We are DINKS with DOGS & CATS and chickens and turkeys.
Met on a blind date in October of 1993 and married in August of 1994. We have five dogs and two cats.
We live on about 122 or so acres in Southern Vermont. About 12 acres of pasture and the rest is woodland..