Dec 082016
 

This morning saw a beautiful sunrise into an almost clear sky

I watched as a mist crept across the fields, no more than 4 ~ 5ft high, hugging the grass as it moved across farmland, penetrating hedgerows, giving them and the lower part of tree trunks an opaque appearance while the tree crowns remained clear in the morning light

I love the tones of a clear, early morning sky and living beneath an air traffic corridor, airlines and their contrails often paint white streaks with reflected light of the rising sun

Creeping Mists at Sunrise

Creeping Mists at Sunrise

I’ve spent today trying to recall the old Irish term we used as children to relate this phenomenon of the creeping mist – please, if any of you know this term – share it, take my out of my torment.

Thanks in advance

Nov 302016
 

There are many advantages to rising early and leaving with time to spare.  This morning on my way to work, I felt compelled to pull over and capture our amazing sunrise, albeit on a mobile phone but nevertheless, I was delighted with the shot

Frost Morning Sunrise

Frosty Morning Sunrise

Our sun rose out of the mist, sneaking above the horizon, penetrating a freezing fog with it’s amber light. It cast golden tones across the landscape, silluetting trees in their winter nakedness as icicles sparkled with reflected light

It’s been a cold day, delightfully bright and cold; the glory of this morning’s sunrise remained with me for the entire day, bringing joy to my movement and satisfaction to my being

Oct 092016
 

Ballinasloe Horsefair is not just about showing and trading horses, it’s also about the people who own the horses

Cigarette

Cigarette

It’s about the men who stand in the middle of the Fairgreen and hold their horses, those who led their horses through the throngs and those who rode their horses with saddle & bareback

It’s about the children who accompany the men to the fair and it’s about the women who throng the streets, dressed in their finest – some accompanied by friends, some with children, many in family groups.  There was sound, colour and activity to mesmerise.  There were painted wagons and horse drawn traps of different types – none of which I can confidently name

Horse Drawn Wagon

Horse Drawn Wagon

 

Miniature Horse & Cart

Miniature Horse & Cart

The Driver

The Driver

There were beautifully groomed, horses in the finest livery put to these vehicles and there are equally well groomed men to drive them

I walked amid conversations and dealings.  Having grown up in rural Ireland with memories of my father driving cattle to the local fair I felt I ‘got’ the Ballinasloe Horsefair in it’s true sense.  I kept an eye and an ear to activities and my enjoyment of my visit was totally out of proportion to the event itself.  I loved it!

There were no cheques, credit or debit cards in the Fairgreen on Sunday, all transactions were discreet and in cash.  Given the number of horses, the number of traders and theprobable value of some of the animals, I’d hazard a guess that there was many times more cash in their pockets on the Fairgreen on the opening day of the Horsefair than was in all the established businesses in Ballinasloe combined

There were also the Street Traders; from traditional tinsmiths to sophisticated auctions held in open curtained, ridged trucks.  Ballinasloe had all the trappings of a market town fairs from the late 1800’s ~ mid 1900’s.  Although an event of the 21st century, the Ballinasloe Horsefair is a ‘must have’ experience for anyone interested in traditional Irish rural living

Tinsmith

Tinsmith

 

And finally there were those who perhaps like me – may have come just to see…

 

Oct 072016
 

Ballinasloe Horsefair is one of the oldest and largest horsefairs in Europe dating back to the 18th century.  I was there on Sunday and found it a mesmerising experience of sight & sound – exhausting & exhilerating at the same time

The Fair Green

The Fair Green

I photographed horses & people, posed and candid and will upload a selection over the next while in an attempt to give an impression of event, although it really has to be experienced to fully appreciate it

Black Pair

Black Pair

 

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Long Mane

 

Resting

Resting

Dappled Pair

Dappled Pair

The Black

The Black

 

 

Jul 202015
 

A clochan or beehive type hut close to two remarkable tall square piers, shouldering a long gone entrance near Thomastown, Co Kilkenny

Although there’s evidence of some restoration on the entrance to the twin entrance hut, I have so far, failed to find reference to this ancient monument

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Cloghan

If you know this place / this monument please leave a comment below, I’d love to know more of it’s purpose, it’s history and it’s significance in this place.

Jun 202015
 

The Saltee Islands off the coast of Wexford in south-east Ireland are uninhabited except for a breeding population of Gulls, Manx Shearwaters, Puffins, Cormorants, Shags, Gannets and Grey Seals.

Privately owned since December 1943 by the Neale family, headed by Michael Neale (Prince Michael the First) it was once a base for pirates, wreckers and smugglers.

Great Saltee lies about 5 km from Kilmore Quay, off the south coast in St George’s Channel.

The following photographs hopefully create a sense of the island