Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Faces of Ireland

It seems that everywhere I travel I find a song of life that grabs me and worms its way deep into my heart.  It adds one more thread to that tapestry that is mankind and is also another puzzle part of me.   I felt that song with the brave energy of warrior songs in Hungary last year and I felt it again in the lyrical beauty of this Ireland where human bravery took on a heartbreaking honesty and gentle love.

Here are a few faces of that magical Ireland.

An artisan cutting crystal at Waterford factory.
Good looking, full of jokes and stories, following a family tradition with his own carts and horses and becoming the perfect romantic horseman for our carriage ride.
A busker outside the National Library who stopped to talk to me and told me he was working on a Masters in Literature and Language.
Originally from Brooklyn and transplanted here with his Irish wife to enjoy a better life.  Full of the gift of gab and flirted with my DIL.  Told us he still dragged his wife out on weekends to look at "stones."
Our teacher and guide in the church bell tower.  Tight as a whip and probably too devout but patient with our messy efforts to attempt to ring those historic bells.
Our very first guide and our first red-head to remind us that Vikings had been here.
A busker on the mall, unique in face.
More evidence that Vikings has been here.
Such abundant red hair!
OMG!!  Hoping these guys are wearing wigs!
My last post on this trip, and I thank you for keeping the tea warm.

19 comments:

  1. My goodness your pics are the best! Wow you really capture the essence of these good folk. You must have had a wonderful trip.
    Hugs

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  2. I wish I could see all you took. I travel with you. Glad you had fun. xx

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  3. Great faces ... and red heads.

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  4. You perfectly captured the story of each face. Wonderful! Love the two redheads at the end. I do have a couple of wigs that look like that. LOL

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  5. Such interesting faces--and hair. I only recently learned that the red hair I always thought was so Irish actually is a sign of Viking invasion.

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  6. So much fun to see the people you encountered on your trip. So there really are lots of red heads in Ireland!

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  7. I love these. You have really captured the human aspect of your trip. What faces! And yes, that hair. I especially like the guys in the last shot.

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  8. I've never seen red hair that vivid. Are those female tresses natural? You've captured some interesting characters.

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  9. Don't catch gingervitis.

    great photos capturing the Isle.

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  10. Oh my, what a great time you're having...

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  11. Great collection of folks who made your visit so much fun! I think that girl had some artificial red color in her hair-
    I have a whole section of my Dad's family with red-heads. His nickname was "Red." Scottish tho-

    Bring some of the fun trip pics back when we get weary of winter again!

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  12. What a trip, literally and figuratively. Liked the pic of the blue-eyed dark haired woman. So Irish.

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  13. Fabulous photos - you have a real eye for the special. I recognise them all!
    Blessings from Dalamory
    www.freda.org.uk

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  14. Last?
    Yes, black hair...black Irish. Loved the red hair too, but the gentlement must be wearing wigs.
    Last? Oh, I want to see every nook and cranny plus all the meals and the hills between the cities. :)
    Seriously...its been a wonderful trip with you. Thank you.

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  15. Love your faces of Ireland. I, too, hope those last guys were modeling toupees!

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  16. Magical Ireland, indeed! Wow! What a trip! I just spent the last many minutes reading your previous posts. Fabulous! Thank you so much for sharing your trip with us. I have always wanted to go to Ireland. So beautiful.

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  17. I've been loving your slide show, don't stop! Thanks for sharing.

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  18. That was fun with a colorful ending! It reminded me of when we were in Dublin and a street singer was singing this song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_VKouBHarIo It has never left my mind. So catchy (pun?).

    I love to look at stones too and wells. One side of my Irish line is Bergin and not considered an old Irish name, probably Viking.

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