A quiet archive from Athlone, Co. Westmeath
49 stones◆7 groves◆3 keepers
Every stone below was carved in the runemaster's forge — each grove a different hammer-strike of FiremanDecko.
Grove I · The Raven's Perch
Agent tooling, memory UIs, and model tending.
A web UI for wandering the memory of Honcho — sessions, metadata, documents, insights pulled up from where they sank. The old stories say the hazel nuts of Segais drop only for those who wait at the well; this one fishes them out in the dark, and moss keeps the caches soft. Huginn flies out, but it is Muninn's pane that remembers.
A Claude Code mod: a per-session todo backlog that execs its titles into subagents, watched from a command-and-control pane. Like Bricriu's feast, every hero is seated at his own contest — and around this stone the party-command reels screen nightly, companions ordered across the field as the backlog orders its own.
plays alongside: 25 reels
A per-repo todo backlog for Hermes agents — a worker per todo in its own git worktree, with guarded state transitions, prompt drafting, call tracing, and a TUI pane. The Valkyries chose their marked from orbit; these workers drop one per task, split the ground, and are not always gentle about it. The orbit-drops screen beside this stone.
plays alongside: 24 reels
Gently untangling the goat. The pooka rode a tangled beast through the garden at dusk and left the knots for the morning; this repo is the patient comb, working the burrs out one commit at a time.
Custom model definitions for Open WebUI — vessels for shapes of thought. The Dagda's cauldron never sent a guest away unsatisfied; neither does this shelf, though every ladle comes out slightly different each time the moss is brushed aside.
A collection of prompts — incantations in the making. The old scribes cut their strongest words in ogham along the edge of a stone so the wind could read them; these are cut along the edge of a prompt file. The spellbook reels screen beside this stone.
plays alongside: 6 reels
Grove II · The Listening Horn
The house that watches itself.
A Home Assistant integration that watches low-battery devices through the house. Goibniu's forge never went cold, and neither should the sentries on the wall; this one tracks the embers as they fade and calls it the news. Mortar-line reels screen alongside.
plays alongside: 4 reels
A battery power monitor for Home Assistant. Heimdall hears the grass grow and needs less sleep than a bird; this sentinel hears the cells drain. The round towers kept their watch the same way — one bell, long before the shore was seen.
The older rune of the battery watch — the first shape of the sentinel before it was renamed. Lia Fáil cried out under a rightful king, and this stone still cries out under every dying battery, in a voice the house has learned to trust.
An electricity monitor. Taranis hurled the thunder and counted every strike; this meter counts the quieter kind — the current passing the wall of an Athlone kitchen, storm or no storm. The meters that watch the storm screen beside it.
plays alongside: 3 reels
A Raspberry Pi tending the BBQ. The Bealtaine fires were lit to bless the herds and cook the year's first meat; this one keeps its own small fire and reports on it like a farmer at the gate. The fireside reels screen on the stone itself.
Fitbit data, kept. Oisín went hunting for the three hundred years of Tír na nÓg and found every step had been counted against him; this repo does the counting for you, moss creeping over the charts.
Servo speed control for a WEMOS D1 mini (ESP8266), driven by a potentiometer. Lugh's spear never missed its mark, and neither does a well-trimmed pot; the reels of the steady hand at the stick screen alongside this stone.
plays alongside: 3 reels
Grove III · The Weaver's Knot
Browser tweaks and quiet experiments.
A Chrome extension that filters Amazon order history by status — pending, returned, cancelled, completed — with a background-cached, client-side pager. The bog keeps everything that falls into it, but a good spade-wielder knows which stratum to lift; this one sifts the peat by status.
A browser tweak that persuades Google Calendar every day is Monday. Manannán's mist folds the mornings over on each other so the traveler never knows which dawn he is walking into; here the week is folded politely flat.
Session logs and artifacts. The monastic scribes copied their vellum not because the words would change but so they would not; this shelf holds the same stubbornness, ink drying under a small candle.
Assorted JavaScript calculators. The druids counted by rods and kept their arithmetic to themselves; these at least show their working, figures worn soft with moss.
An early Vercel deployment experiment. The first coracle crossing left the monks guessing which shore would answer; this one found out in a single push, and the answer was: it renders.
First steps with Docker and Python. The first flagstone of Newgrange was laid without knowing the roof would still hold five thousand winters on; this container holds, for now.
Python fundamentals — notes and exercises. Fionn cooked the Salmon of Knowledge and burned his thumb on it; every exercise here is a small scald taken on purpose, wisdom one bite at a time.
A TypeScript playfulness experiment. Aengus dreamt of a swan-girl and searched Ireland a year for the shape of the dream; this repo chased a smaller charm and caught it in fewer commits.
A TypeScript game of grinding out dollars, coin by coin. The Táin was fought over counted cattle; every tabletop keeps its own herds to tally. Reels of the turn-based tabletop screen alongside.
plays alongside: 4 reels
Grove IV · The Parlor Dice
Donal digs diamonds. And emeralds.
A faithful CGA web clone of Digger (1983) — Donal digs the most emeralds ever. The sídhe hoards are buried under green mounds for a reason, and this one buries them deeper.
A faithful web port of Digger (1983), GPL v2 — and the garden arcade besides: every untamed world in the yard drains at last to the digger's field. All the wild roads of Cruachan run down into one cave; so do the reels.
plays alongside: 54 reels
An electronic Gwent board. The gods whiled the ages at fidchell, and the stakes were never small; this board hosts stranger contests still. The AI matches screen on the stone itself.
Grove V · The Ring-Giver's Gift
From Blender scripts to gold-plated Claddaghs.
A parameterized Blender-scripted, 3D-printable celtic ring — carved knotwork, runic inscription, gold inlay channel. Draupnir dripped eight rings of itself every ninth night; this one needs a printer and a plate of resin, but the echo is the same. The Norse-ring reels screen beside it.
plays alongside: 17 reels
A photo log of making a Claddagh ring for Peyton's birthday — resin print to gold-plated finish. Midir wooed Étaín with tokens of the sídhe and the patience of fifty years; this forge took a weekend. Films of the medieval forge screen alongside.
plays alongside: 4 reels
Various 3D and 2D models for accessories. Gobán Saor wandered the land building wonders for whoever asked well; this workbench keeps his habit, printing what the garden needs. The faire-machine reels screen on the stone itself.
Grove VI · The Elder Stones
Arduino boards, Eagle schematics, robots. The spores that started it all (2011–2019).
Arduino libraries for the chips used across the projects. Ogma cut ogham because ink was never deep enough; libraries are the same kind of scar — etched once, read by everything after. An LED scar screens on the stone itself.
A collection of hardware and software units for hobby robots. The Morrígan took three shapes in one morning and called each of them useful; this framework settles for the one that carries parts.
A Bluetooth remote-controlled robot. Cú Chulainn took the hound's place at Culann's gate and kept it a lifetime; this rover only has to keep the carpet. The robot-hound reels screen alongside.
plays alongside: 3 reels
A controller board for the VinoTemp wine fridge. The sídhe keep their good drink cool under the hills where the sun's arithmetic does not reach; this board does the same for an Athlone kitchen.
A three-port solid state relay board, the S108T02 at its heart. The old raths kept three-way gatestones — one path for each knock the visitor knew; Byrne by name, raven by temperament, this switch answers three doors at once.
An LM78XX-based breadboard voltage regulator. The Cailleach holds winter's storms in one hand and lets none of them loose unmeasured; the regulator keeps a steadier grip on the current.
Arduino RGB LEDs with an IR proximity sensor and a tilt switch — a valentine that knows when you are near. Diarmuid and Gráinne fled with their torches held low and their hearts lit; this one blinks.
An Xmas pub crawl drinking cap. The Wild Hunt rides at midwinter and stops at every door that owes it cheer; the cap lights the way of the modern rider.
Electronic dice from Make: Electronics Experiment #23. Bones have been thrown at Samhain since before the churchyard had a fence; these pips land as squarely as any.
A keypad backpack. Every dolmen knows its own passcode — approached from the right quarter, the stones speak; this one gives the code out politely.
A storm in a box — an early build. The Fomorians corked worse weather in worse caskets; this one sits quietly on the shelf and rattles only when the LEDs ask.
StormBox redux. Mag Tuired was fought twice before the sides got it right; the second storm is brewed longer and bursts cleaner.
A hardware experiment with borrowed courage. The leprechaun's toolkit never lends a dull blade; whatever the Genie wished for, the soldering got the sharper end of it.
A MAX756 SMPS DC-DC step-up breakout board. Brigid's bellows raise a low fire to a working heat without wasting a coal; the converter lifts the voltage with the same thrift.
Brewing electronics. Goibniu brewed the ale that spared the gods from decay and the drinker from the morning after; this rig aims only at the first half.
A wearable hardware experiment. The cinders of Slieve Gullion were worn as a crown by whoever dared the summit; this one glows without the climb.
An Arduino experiment, woven. At Imbolc the rushes are plaited into wards against the dark; wire and cloth weave just as tightly here.
The internet-controllable smiley sign. At Lughnasadh the lanterns of the harvest grin down the whole hill; this grin is carried by wire instead, and greets whoever knocks.
Custom Eagle symbols, devices, packages, and scripts. An eagle has watched from the crown of Yggdrasil since the first winter, marking what is built below; these libraries are the marks.
Grove VII · The Keeper's Cauldron
Ledgers and relics that answer to no grove — they keep their own quiet corner.
A personal life management ledger. The seanchaí recited the births, debts, and harvests of a house generation to generation, needing no page; this ledger keeps a few, mossed and quiet.
The first spore — carried up from the depths of Athlone. The Tuatha Dé burned their ships on landing so nothing would be simple to return to; the forge's patient zero cools the same way.
The Quiet Watch · Lights That Never Go Out
Self-hosted on the cork server — always lit, always on.
Always-on Linux heart of the lab — Docker + Portainer.
500-quote Irish login greeter on cork.
Shared memory culture for the agent fleet, on cork.