Finglas Community Garden are relaunching as Finglas Forest Garden!
We will hold an Open Day on Sunday afternoon 26 July 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Thursday, October 2, 2014
Awards Season!
Finglas Community Garden have been encouraged with two awards this September. We first attended the Community Awards at the Finglas Civic Centre at Seámus Mellowes Road. There we got to see examples of the great efforts being made in the North West Area of Dublin City Council. We saw photographs from different garden initiatives in the locality and received an Endeavour Award for our own project.
On 25 September 2014, we attended the Dublin Bus Community Spirit Award in the Mansion House. Niall Quinn was M.C. for the night. It was an uplifting event and we learnt of many voluntary projects throughout the city of Dublin. Finglas Community Garden were honoured with a certificate and a grant to continue with our plans to make the garden more accessible to people of all ages and abilities.
On 25 September 2014, we attended the Dublin Bus Community Spirit Award in the Mansion House. Niall Quinn was M.C. for the night. It was an uplifting event and we learnt of many voluntary projects throughout the city of Dublin. Finglas Community Garden were honoured with a certificate and a grant to continue with our plans to make the garden more accessible to people of all ages and abilities.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Plant to pan
So eight years on we're still planting seeds, putting the plants onto a pan and onto a plate! At the moment it's purple sprouting brocolli and leeks going in the pan. There's also a selection of herbs available. Sage and butter with pasta is my current best way to incorporate herbs into the dinner. The purple head of the brocolli is pretty as a picture and it's worth capturing before they turn to yellow flower which are pretty and delicate in their way too.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Monday, November 23, 2009
The city is awash with sound, so that you switch off your hearing a lot of the time and run on automatic, dimly aware of the cocktail of noises all about – a constant undercurrent of traffic, wind and rain this time of year, people’s voices, dogs barking, sound systems. But every so often an anomaly breaks through.
It being Saturday in the garden, and my gardening buddies away, I did a solitary round of the plots, checking up on the plants, looking at how the turning of the season shows itself. The blackcurrant and raspberry bushes are dropping their leaves now and are ragged and battered after the storms of the last few days. Our winter onions are doing well: the couch grass attack has been held back. The rhubarb is dissolving back into the ground. Herbs alone – especially the oregano – seem to be blooming.
A metallic ‘chip-chip’ sound registers: an unfamiliar sound. I look around towards the birch trees and there’s a flurry of a couple of small birds: what are they? We’ve seen robins, blackbirds, sparrows, pigeons - even the occasional bullfinch and wren up here – we’re close to the edge of Dublin and the wilds of Fingal I suppose, and there’s a nice mini-wilderness at the back of the garden.
I follow the two over to the trees around the edge of the school and hope they’ll stick around and stay still long enough to see them properly…one of them sits, I move over slowly: it’s a tiny little thing, surely a wren? But without the perpendicular (tell)tail sign. Closer: a bird shaped like a ball, about the size of a pool ball, and a white go-faster stripe against a brown body. Haven’t seen this one before – some kind of finch? I’m gonna have to go to google images later. Then a name springs to mind – a goldcrest…I wait for the bird to lower its head and not long after it duly obliges, does a little bow and there it is – a little yellow mohawk: a gold crest. Another little gift; a short burst of melody – something like a blackbird, though a few octaves higher – and it bounces away to join its companion, maybe to a nest in a large conifer across the road. See what they look like below...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goldcrest
It being Saturday in the garden, and my gardening buddies away, I did a solitary round of the plots, checking up on the plants, looking at how the turning of the season shows itself. The blackcurrant and raspberry bushes are dropping their leaves now and are ragged and battered after the storms of the last few days. Our winter onions are doing well: the couch grass attack has been held back. The rhubarb is dissolving back into the ground. Herbs alone – especially the oregano – seem to be blooming.
A metallic ‘chip-chip’ sound registers: an unfamiliar sound. I look around towards the birch trees and there’s a flurry of a couple of small birds: what are they? We’ve seen robins, blackbirds, sparrows, pigeons - even the occasional bullfinch and wren up here – we’re close to the edge of Dublin and the wilds of Fingal I suppose, and there’s a nice mini-wilderness at the back of the garden.
I follow the two over to the trees around the edge of the school and hope they’ll stick around and stay still long enough to see them properly…one of them sits, I move over slowly: it’s a tiny little thing, surely a wren? But without the perpendicular (tell)tail sign. Closer: a bird shaped like a ball, about the size of a pool ball, and a white go-faster stripe against a brown body. Haven’t seen this one before – some kind of finch? I’m gonna have to go to google images later. Then a name springs to mind – a goldcrest…I wait for the bird to lower its head and not long after it duly obliges, does a little bow and there it is – a little yellow mohawk: a gold crest. Another little gift; a short burst of melody – something like a blackbird, though a few octaves higher – and it bounces away to join its companion, maybe to a nest in a large conifer across the road. See what they look like below...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goldcrest
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