Photos: Ireland - It Wasn’t All Mountains & Islands
For the regular readers who may be missing the chronicles of my life in an Irish cottage, here’s a few photographs from the adventure that was sadly much shorter than the planned year or three.
It wasn’t all mountains and islands; there were doors of blue. And there was a dog.
To save space I’ve put a mosaic of the 12 photos first with the actual photographs below the fold, so you’ll need to click on through to see those.
[The individual photos are below the fold]
2. Cooker in the Grass:
3. Steps to Nowhere:
4. Derelict with Red Roof:
5. Car Door Plant:
6. The French Lieutenant’s Dog:
7. Empty with Slate Roof:
8. Rusted Radio:
9. Yellow Flowers:
10. Dog at the Door:
11. Through the Window:
12. Another White Wall, Another Blue Door:
Read all of the Days at the Cottage
More from The Cottage:
• 12 Photos of Scenery Around The Cottage
• Photos of The Cottage
• Day 1 at The Cottage
Other Photos of Ireland and Elsewhere:
• Genoa
• Walls of Cambodia
• The Grand Canal in Dublin
• Walls of Dublin
• At The Races - Clonmel
• Walls of America
• Downpatrick
• Walls of Kansas City
Eolaí gan Fhéile:
Just a guess on the “steps to nowhere”: In the days before tail-lifts and forklifts the platform they lead to may have been used for loading sacks of grain or milk churns on to trucks or horse-drawn carts.
Years ago around here, hefty wooden milk-stands were built on the roadside every so often. The churns were left on them so the collection guy didn’t have to lift them from ground level.
Great pics - maybe the steps were for mounting horses? Can’t really tell how high they are. Hope you kick that cold of yours soon. Old family remedy: Three beers and off to bed.
Oh, and you’d better not leave americanhell alone, I don’t care what your traffic stats are…
Dog-dog is adorable and the scenery is great! It’s sad that the beautiful countryside has to be littered with things. I love all the textures on the walls. Missing your Ireland blog, get better soon.
Beautiful! I also liked the sheep photos.
That’s a GREAT camera you have, Eolai.
The clarity and resolution is AWESOME.
Missing your ‘reports from the countryside’
but I’m sure you know that.
Have even gone back to ‘re-read’.
It was truly a wonderful thing, Eolai,
and thanks again for sharing.
Maybe, as they say, “our ends never
know our beginnings”. We (you) shall see.
Primal - Ah, that was unfair of me, though it was great to learn of the wooden milk stands around your ways. I meant to describe those setps in one of the journal entries, but I guess those posts were long enough already.
They were steps to a door originally, but that cottage had been modernised and fitted with uPVC windows. Where there had been a door at the top of those steps was now filled in with just a window where the upper half of the door had been.
Mark - Thank you, though the cold is still winning, alas. Oh and even if the traffic went the other direction and decreased all the way down to zero I’d still continue American Hell. At my feet right now is a heavy leather bag full of sketchbooks and notebooks. Moving home repeatedly reminds you of how heavy. Websites are light.
Roxanne - Because the dog refused to take pictures of me, I have a few of her in really spectacular scenes; I may post them another time. Sadly I could have done whole photo essays on the littering of people amid such beauty. Witnessing it with such frequency was heartbreaking.
Spyder - Thanks. I have a sheep painting coming soon, though I don’t really know what “soon” means any more. Had my time there lasted as planned I know I would have had a ton of sheep paintings coming.
Kevin - Would you believe that it was a $5 camera off eBay? Fixed focus, with no LCD thing so you just have to hope you got the picture you think you took, just like back in the day. I haven’t done your comments justice and given them the responses they deserve, and I won’t for now either - because economic survival dictates another adventure must begin within days.
However, freshly scarred from the cottage, I think I’ll let this adventure run a little before I start divulging details. Unfortunately it won’t be anything like the cottage; I was really interested in seeing how that story was going to evolve online through the year.
These steps are magic.
I’m so sorry it didn’t work out, Eolai. It’s where I see you in my mind’s eye. A remote cottage, walking hills and working canvasses.
Thanks Ms Problem. Of course it would have saved me a lot of money if only I’d known people could see me there without me actually having to be there.
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The French Lieutenant’s Dog:
I had to laugh at this one. On days when there is no school and my daughter is at home, her and the dog both curl up in a blanket and stare out the window. I suppose it is a common Irish lament!