Ireland Part IV

National Museum of Ireland. As you enter and look up, this is what you will see. We went just after opening and it became fairly crowded soon thereafter. This was the only photo I took.

Packing our rental vehicle was a planned out operation. All of the luggage could only fit in one way to allow space in the third seat for our granddaughter to hide out. Good that she is double jointed and fairly thin. I don’t know how she survived two weeks surrounded by luggage. Months earlier, when planning the trip, we had requested a 6 passenger van, which they actually had on the lot the day we picked this up, but we couldn’t use it and had to settle for this VW SUV.

Coastal town of Kinsale. Really picturesque village. The fellow in the white shorts is our grandson, Adam. We stayed in a three story Airbnb that had some interesting quirks about it, like a door to a lanai that closes and locks behind you. We had to put our washed clothes outside on racks to dry and in going out, this door closed behind us.

The harbor of Kinsale.

Strolling about town.

It’s good to know where the end of the world is.

Times Passage: Then and Now

Our granddaughter as a young child and today, going to her Senior Prom. ❤️

Up, Up…..

Our grandaughter a few years ago, in their Portland, OR neighborhood. She’s now a teenager.Time passes too quickly.

Wandering around St. Andrews, Scotland

Hanging out on Christmas Afternoon

Spotted these two girls on a rooftop ( near Alberta Street, Portland, OR.) playing with a blond-haired doll. The dialogue went something like this:

Me: “May I take your photo”?

Younger girl: “Do you have flash on that camera”?

Me: ” Yes, I do, but it is too sunny out to need it”.

Younger girl: “Don’t tell my mom we’re up here”.

Me: “I won’t tell. Be careful”!

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Skidmore St. Cast-offs

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Some of the odd items spotted along Skidmore St., NE Portland. I did pick up the syringe (diabetic?) and dispose of it later. It’s so infuriating to find stuff like a syringe that could be so dangerous to humans of all ages, but especially children. That is my rant for the day.

A Charmed Life?

Snake handlers at the Pike Place Market. Of course, even the tattoo relates to their passion or …..whatever it may be called. Pretty sure I would pass on the chance to hold one of these guys.

My Niece’s Daughter

I rarely do portrait work of any kind. I just find it easier to work with inanimate objects. Having said that I thought I would share a photo I took a few years back. I have always thought that I had really captured a moment in time with this image of my niece’s daughter.

Interesting Ritual Observed

A week ago I was walking near Cal Anderson Park on Capitol Hill in Seattle when I observed  a most unusual Spring ritual. There was a large group of children gathered around an inflated giraffe-like creature led, apparently, by a middle-aged man  wearing fake bunny ears. As he gesticulated to the horde of children as he counted down from 10. When he said the magical number the children made a dash for these plastic, egg-shaped objects that were randomly placed on the landscaped hill. I surmised that the idea was to collect as many of these ‘eggs’ as one could. Clearly the advantage was with the faster and probably older children. This event/ritual had their own professional photographer! After all of the eggs had been gathered the children and their parents met up at the fake giraffe-like object and the ritual seemed to come to a close at that point. I think I identified with the toddler in the last photo. He seemed to be wondering what all the fuss about some orb-like  object could be? My sentiments exactly 🙂

Footwatch Friday # Two

This is my second submission ( The big toe of the subject is not totally visible. You will have to take my word for it that the subject has also raised his/her big toe to signify #2). I have a sense this theme is not catching on as fast as I had thought.

Playroom on Wheels

This small trailer has been gutted and turned into a childs playroom. In the NW, where there is no shortage of rainfall and, hence, a great shortage of parental peace and quiet in the home, this seems like a great solution: send the kids to the ‘playroom’ and enjoy a couple of hours of peace and quiet.