Turf fires are part of our Irish cultural inheritance and are a symbol of Ireland.
How many Irish childhood's involved raking up ashes of the previous night’s turf fire?
How many of us have inhaled the special earthy herbal aroma of burning sods of turf?
And how often did we warm ourselves by the hearth, the very heart of Irish homes in days gone by?
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Memories of Turf Fires
Irish thatched cottages had a fireplace in every room and when autumn or fall days began to get a little nippy, a turf fire was set in each hearth.
This week's Irish American Mom giveaway is one that should stir memories of the hearths and homes of our Irish childhoods, or rekindle fond thoughts of heartwarming travels in Ireland.
Now that summer is over, I thought it would be the perfect time to host a giveaway for some Irish turf so you can be stocked up before the days turn cold.
One lucky reader will win an Irish Turf Gift Basket containing about 30 pounds of naturally dried Irish turf or Irish fire logs. There are about 14 to 16 sods in this gift basket. Irish American Mom will purchase the turf from the Food Ireland website for the winner.
Please note this post contains affiliate links.
These sods of peat were harvested from County Clare, in the Cappabane Mountain Bog and were seasoned for one year after being cut.
Burning this turf in an open fire will fill your room with a distinctive scent that is truly Irish.
Regulations Limiting Turf Cutting in Ireland
New regulations limit the amount of turf being cut in Ireland each year, and vast stretches of bogs have now been declared as Special Areas of Conservation.
And so, before Irish turf is as scarce as hen's teeth or feathers on a fish, let's experience burning a few of these old sods and enjoying the amazing aromatics associated with a real Irish turf fire.
Before I share the giveaway details, let's first enjoy a few more photos of Irish turf and a few sayings and proverbs to go along with them.
Turf was a vital commodity in Ireland in years gone by. Without turf harvested by the autumn, a family in centuries past would have a long, cold winter ahead of them.
Old Irish Sayings About Turf
Here's a saying that highlights how much the Irish valued turf.
"He who has water and peat on his own farm
has the world his own way."
This is sometimes expressed slightly differently and goes like this...
"He who has water and turf on his own land
has the world sitting square."
The photo above shows how turf was loaded on to boats to be brought to the Aran Islands for winter fuel.
There is no fuel on these isolated islands in the Atlantic ocean, so inhabitants had to bring the turf home from the mainland.
They were keenly aware of this old saying ....
"Talking never brought the turf home."
This next saying highlights how the rich are often considered wiser than the poor...
"Two thing that go to loss:
turf on a mountain
and the wisdom of a poor man."
Here's an expression from Ulster and Ireland's northern counties.
A waen is a child in the north, and is pronounced wane. It comes from a combination of the two words wee and one.
"Six o'clock
and not a waen in the house washed,
nor a turf turned."
Here's one of my favorites and it exemplifies the Irish way of looking on the bright side of life.
"It could be worse now if the ass died
and the turf still in the bog."
You could be abandoned by your wife or husband, but life would be worse if you had no turf in for the winter.
Turf or peat must have been scarce in Kilmallock, County Limerick or else they were a stingy bunch, because there's an old saying used when a small fire is built and it goes like this...
"A Kilmallock fire - two sods and a ciarán.
( Pronounced kee-rawn, a ciarán is a small broken piece of turf).
There's an old Irish superstition that if a sod of turf falls out of the fire it's a sign that someone is coming to the house.
And if that stranger appears at your door, there's another saying that instructs us to always show them a welcome ...
"May the blessing of Light be on you
Light without and light within,
May the blessed sunlight shine on you
And warm your heart till it glows like
A great peat fire, so that the stranger
May come and warm himself at it."
Keeping Emigrant Fires Burning
In parts of Ireland there was an old custom that when a family was forced to emigrate, usually to America, they would bring a few burning sods of turf from their fire, to the nearest neighbor's house.
Their request would be that their neighbor would keep their fire safe and alive until they returned.
Many a fire was kept alive for decades, but alas the original fire stokers never returned. Emigration was cruel in centuries past, with little hope of ever returning home. This poignant practice brings a tear to my eye.
And so with this little giveaway, we'll send Irish turf to America and light our fires on the other side of the Atlantic, all the while remembering those who left Ireland, never to make it home.
Buying Irish Turf In America
Notice: The affiliate links below mean I will earn a small commission should you buy something. This helps me keep the lights on in this little corner of the world wide web. Many thanks if you choose to use one of my Food Ireland links.
Irish turf is available from Food Ireland, a company I have no hesitation in recommending for purchases of Irish foods and gifts. They're based in Mount Vernon, New York and ship all over the United States.
Peat Briquettes
They have compressed Irish peat briquettes
They also have gift packs of just 4 sods of Irish turf, which I think is a great, inexpensive, novelty gift for anyone who loves Ireland.
And then they have gift boxes of turf.
I especially like this Irish turf gift basket, which is our giveaway prize this week.
How To Enter The Giveaway
One lucky reader will win a gift basket of Irish turf with about 30 pounds of naturally dried turf sods, perfect for open fires. Now be very careful and no burnt fingers if you win.
To enter just leave a comment on this blog post by noon on Sunday, September 23rd, 2018.
Any comment will do. What you write does not affect your chance of winning, but if you need inspiration why not tell us if you have ever experienced an Irish turf fire and its amazing aroma.
A winning comment will be chosen randomly. Remember to leave your e-mail so that I can contact you should you win. Your e-mail won’t be published, just used to contact our lucky contestant for mailing of the prize.
The winner will be announced Sunday, September 23rd, 2018, at the bottom of this blog post.
You may check out Irish American Mom’s complete terms and conditions for sweepstakes’ entries by clicking here.
Many thanks to everyone who supports this little Irish giveaway and to those who share it with loved ones and friends, who might enjoy a nice, warm, Irish fire this fall.
I'm looking forward to reading all your comments and memories of Irish turf fires.
Update: Winner Chosen
Many thanks to everyone who took the time to comment and enter our little giveaway for a gift basket of real Irish turf. I so enjoyed reading all your comments and learning how many of us love the aroma of a turf fire.
Our winner was chosen randomly using the Wordpress Pick Giveaway Winner plug-in tool.
And the lucky reader who will be warming their toes by a turf fire this fall is ...
Ginger Veach
I'll send Ginger an email to let her know the good news and to arrange mailing of her prize.
Hi Ginger - Please contact me by email at mom@irishamericanmom.com so that I can organize mailing of your prize. I tried to contact you by email, but I did not get a response. Looking forward to hearing from you. My emails may be landing in your spam folder.
Thanks again to everyone who supported this Irish American Mom giveaway and for all your kind words about this little blog of ours.
Slán agus beannacht,
(Goodbye and blessings)
Mairéad -Irish American Mom
Pronunciation - slawn ah-gus ban-ock-th
Mairéad - rhymes with parade
If you enjoyed this collection of blessings and sayings from Ireland, here are some more you may enjoy....
Patricia Maloney-Martens
I'm third generation Irish American. Though neither of my parents (Maloney & Fitzgerald) spoke of where their families originated from in Ireland, they were very proud of their heritage and raised my sister and I to embrace our Irish roots. My husband and I have traveled to Ireland twice. I immeiately felt my connection but what surprise us was the feeling my husband felf the minute we landed in Dublin. My husband is Italian (his father) and a mix of many things (his mother) but Irish was never mentioned. That feeling he got was all he could talk about when we returned the first time. After 3 DNA tests we've confirmed he is about 23% Irish. This made his day. Now we are on a journey to figure out where his Irish roots come from. Our last visit there we visited a peat farmer. He showed my husband how cut the peat. My husband took a piece of peat that he cut back to the States and it sits in my breakfront with my Belleek. We can't wait to return, planning on next July. Hopefully by then I'll be able to locate the origin of his Irish roots. Thank your for offering this giveaway. Have a wonderful and Blessed day.
Irish American Mom
Oh Patricia! How I enjoyed reading about your connections to Ireland, and your husband's surprising feelings of belonging in Ireland. How wonderful that his DNA could explain this feeling of connection. Thanks so much for sharing your story here.
All the best,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
ML
I love this post! My grandma never told me stories of her parents' life in Ireland.
Irish American Mom
Hi ML - Many Irish didn't speak much about the old country when they first came to America after the Great Famine. I think they were too traumatized by their memories to be able to share their stories. The Irish have been called "The Silent People" for that very reason. I'm planning to write about this phenomenon in a blog post soon.
Best wishes,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
Sheila Kearney
Great blog post! It's funny because my sister, my niece and I visited Ireland back in October 2015 for our first, and so far only, time. I can remember before we left I told them I wondered what Ireland will smell like. They laughed at me. I thought it might smell like the ocean, salty sea breezes and/or very green like grasses. To my surprise, what Ireland most smelled like to me was the smoke smell of the burning turf. I loved that smell and I'll always remember it. And thank you for the info and link to Food Ireland. Looks like a great place to get gifts ideas.
Irish American Mom
Hi Sheila - I'm so glad your memories of Ireland's aromas are filled with the sweet scents of turf fires. For some, the farming smells of Ireland can be a little overwhelming. Here's a link to a little piece I once wrote about the aromas of the Irish countryside...
https://www.irishamericanmom.com/the-aromas-of-the-irish-countryside/
All the best,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
Caroline Murphy
I love this blog. I miss Iteland so much. I hope I win the turf so the house will at least smell like we are back in Ireland.
Thank you for all of the great links.
Irish American Mom
Hi Caroline - thank you so much for your kind words about my blog. I really appreciate readers like you who enjoy these recipes and ramblings about Ireland.
All the best,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
Lynda L Stallworth
I just returned to Atlanta 2 days ago, after living in Ireland for a year. The sweet smell of turf filled the air every evening in Westport. Oh how I will miss that smell!
Irish American Mom
Hi Lynda - Wishing you every success as you return to life stateside. It will take some time to settle back in, but I hope you will always have lovely memories of your time in Ireland.
Best wishes,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
Unateresa Gormley
My Grandda would sit by the open turf fire, smoke his pipe and tell stories. I was fortunate enough to travel to Ireland every summer as a child and stay with my grandparents, When I travel to Ireland now and smell the aroma of a turf fire it brings back all those happy memories. My mom has Demensia now and I try to expose her to as much as possible to rekindle her memory. The last time I took her to Ireland, she didn’t recognize her brother and sisters but when she smelled the turf she would start talking about her childhood days and her family as if in the present.
I loved reading your article, and love the pictures.
Irish American Mom
Hi Una Teresa - Thank you so much for sharing your lovely memories of your Irish Grandda. Blessings to you and your mom. Long term memories are often better preserved with dementia. It would be lovely if the smell of turf would bring your mom back to a time of great contentment sitting by a turf fire as a child. Many thanks for joining our little discussion about turf.
All the best,
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
John McKenney
Irish turf fires sound amazing. Good luck to everybody, but I hope I win! 🙂
Irish American Mom
All the best, John.
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️
Nancy
Oh yes, I remember it so fondly. we were staying with a family in county meath. Such a heavenly scent! I hope i win!
Irish American Mom
Best of luck, Nancy.
Mairéad ☘️☘️☘️