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.

Ireland Part 3

St. Anns, Dublin. This is the Anglican version of St. Anns. There is also a Catholic version of St. Anns Church in Dublin. I guess there was a shortage of saints, so…….?

We took a day trip to of Dublin to a Neolithic site called the Hill of Tara. This was on the path towards to hill and the ancient site.

No Neolithic in Ireland would be complete without the ever present sheep.

Our Family next to the bus we had for the day. We had an amazing guide for the day who was full of info to share as well as humor. Left to right in the photo: Jess ( our daughter in law), yours truly, our son, Ian ( his son, with the ginger hair), Elliott, our daughter Larissa, behind Elliott ( she kept on task, organized and busy throughout our trip in Scotland, Ireland and Northern Ireland; her son Adam, my wife, Dianna, Maddy, our granddaughter peeking around Dianna and Mark, our son in law.

My next post will take us to Kinsale, Ireland. Thanks for coming along!!

Edinburgh

Before heading to Ireland we stayed in Edinburgh for three days to see the Tattoo as well as wander around the old city. We stayed right on the Royal Mile, which is one of the oldest, cobblestoned streets in Edinburgh. The Writers Museum was really cool. The building itself was amazing to walk through.

The Royal Mile.

The Writers Museum.

My granddaughter, Madeleine, helping me figure out how to take a panoramic shot on my phone. I understand cameras, but not so much the ones embedded in iPhones.

Live musicians and actors performed all day on the Royal Mile, as it was Fringe Festival time in Edinburgh. This musician is Luke Gajdus. You can catch him on Instagram and YouTube. Our Granddaughter was entranced listening. We stayed till he stopped for the day, just before dusk.

View of the backside of Edinburgh Castle from the rooftop of the Edinburgh Museum

St. Andrews Church.

Along the Royal Mile there are, too many to count, what are called “Closes”, these little walkways between old buildings. Some open up to a courtyard behind the buildings and others are just a pass through to the adjacent street. All have interesting, sometimes historical names.

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Our granddaughter at a local beach park in Seattle a few years ago. The hat…

Large Lens, Painting or ?

Our grandaughter, Madeleine, standing behind a large lens on the playground set at Lincoln Park, near our home. This image, on one level, looks like a very old photo or painting hanging on a wall. Well, maybe my imagination is getting the better of me? What do you see?Large Lens

Looking towards the Future.

Looking towards the Future

This morning I attended the funeral of a childhood acquaintance. In an attempt to move my thoughts, from the sadness of that loss to the future, I thought I would post this photo of our granddaughter, Madeleine. Viewing life from the perspective of a child, looking forward with great promise, helps shift my thoughts from the past/present to the future.