Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Rock of Cashel, Muenster, Ireland
The Rock of Cashel, on which sit a castle and cathedral, was the seat of the Kings of Muenster, Ireland, for many centuries. Most of the buildings presently on the site date from the 12th to 14th centuries, but the Kings ruled there for several hundred years prior to that.
The Round Tower
Celtic Cross
Hoare Abbey, a Cistercian Monastery, below the Rock of Cashel
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Innisfallen Abbey
We drove to Killarney today and took a small boat across Lough Leane, the lake on which Ross Castle sits, to see the 7th Century ruins of the monastery on Innisfallen Island.
The monastery ruins are on a 21-acre island in the middle of Lough Leane, which in English, means Lake of Learning. The High King of Ireland, Brian Boru, is said to have been educated here.
Looking from archway to archway inside the monastery ruins. Only the foundations and a few walls are left standing. It was fun trying to identify the buildings of the small monastery: the church with its sacristy, chancel and altar; the chapter house where monks met to conduct their business of the day, the cloister, the kitchen and refectory, the library and scriptorium, the infirmary, the storehouse, etc. One can almost imagine Brother Cadfael living and working in a community like this.
Thirty-nine monks wrote The Annals of Innisfallen at this abbey over a period of 300 years. The manuscript is now kept safe in Oxford's Bodleian Library. It is an important record of over 2500 historical events, spanning nearly 1000 years of Irish history.
Boatman on Lough Leane, Killarney
Ross Castle, Killarney
We toured Ross Castle after exploring the ruins of Innisfallen Abbey. What amazed us on the tour was the life expectancy of its occupants in the 15th century: 25 to 35 years! The servants who lived outside the castle had a life expectancy of 55 years! The main factor for this difference: the nobility dined off pewter plates (made of tin and lead, known poisons), and they lived in a virtually windowless castle where the damp, moldy castle air was full of soot from the smoky fireplaces and the tallow (animal fat) candles! The peasants ate off wooden trenchers and worked outside in the fresh air all day.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Beehive huts at ancient hill fort on Dingle Peninsula
On the Dingle Peninsula, Ireland
The Dingle Peninsula on the West Coast of Ireland is laced with pristine coves and dramatic cliffs and mountains along its edge.
The peninsula juts out into the Atlantic Ocean.
A lamb at the B&B where we're staying
This is Banshee. We stopped for tea and a scone at a cafe along Slea Head Drive, the road that loops around the peninsula. Banshee, the cafe dog, was pretty insistent about playing ball with us. When we were done playing, his owner said that he would be happy to pose for photos. She pointed to a rock, and he dashed right up, and sat and posed for us. You can probably find photos of Banshee like this elsewhere on the net--he'll pose for anyone who has played ball with him! He has even appeared in the Washington Post, his owner said. (See the 3rd photo in the Post's slideshow.)
The peninsula juts out into the Atlantic Ocean.
A lamb at the B&B where we're staying
This is Banshee. We stopped for tea and a scone at a cafe along Slea Head Drive, the road that loops around the peninsula. Banshee, the cafe dog, was pretty insistent about playing ball with us. When we were done playing, his owner said that he would be happy to pose for photos. She pointed to a rock, and he dashed right up, and sat and posed for us. You can probably find photos of Banshee like this elsewhere on the net--he'll pose for anyone who has played ball with him! He has even appeared in the Washington Post, his owner said. (See the 3rd photo in the Post's slideshow.)
Friday, May 21, 2010
Georgian Doors in Dublin
Wind Farm in the Irish Sea
Rapeseed fields from the air
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Rapeseed Fields outside Derby
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Afternoon Tea in the Cathedral Quarter
Silk Mill (sketch)
I bought a cheese and bacon sandwich and ate it while sitting in Silk Mill Park at lunch time. Afterwards I sketched the Silk Mill opposite me. It is the first factory in the world, if you define factory as a purpose-built building for mass production of goods, having its own power supply, local labor force, and access to a transportation network for delivery of raw materials and distribution of goods. I did the sketch on a Daler Rowney watercolor postcard with watercolor pencil and a water brush. I finished it in the hotel room later on.