An Adventure in the Other Direction

The view of the snowy mountains from the driveway at the side of the house.
The sun came out early this morning, so we went for our walk right after breakfast. We decided to walk in the opposite direction today, away from the beach. The horses are our neighbors and ran right over to the fence to greet us. The one on the right was rolling in the mud…never seen a horse do that before!
The remains of this old building are only a few hundred feet from our house, tucked in between another home and a big barn on the neighbor’s dairy farm.
A panoramic view from a little further down the road. My first attempt at a panoramic shot after the kids showed me how to do it (maybe I’m not such a Luddite after all).
We took this road that forked off from the main road, hoping it was not just someone’s driveway.
The road led down to a beach. It was low tide and there were tidal pools all the way across to the other bank. Lots of seaweed growing, but different from what we would see in NJ. The seaweed was brown with fatter leaves.
The dog came with us and had the best time playing in the water! If we had crossed the tidal pools and walked around to the far left for about half a mile, we would have gotten to the beach we saw on our last walk. It’s probably only possible at very low tide.

Scallop shells, just like in NJ.

The L O N G walk home! Poor Bobby, the walk is always longer when you get your socks wet in the cold water!
More horses on the other side of the road on the way home. This one seemed very young and was very friendly.
Mom and baby.
Home at last for a cup of tea…and some school work. “Ooooh, Mom, do we HAVE to?”
Yes, you do!
But don’t worry, after school we went back out to the park, which was empty despite the great weather. Where is everybody?
Colleen got this great shot of the sun going down on our ride home from town. If you look closely, you can see a calf up ahead in the road.
You should have heard the racket the cows were making! We weren’t sure if they were yelling at us to stay away from the calf, or yelling at the calf to get back inside. Poor thing tried to climb the hedge but couldn’t quite make it. We pulled over and talked to one of the neighbors, and she said she would call the farmer and let him know the calf was out.
Sunset from the kitchen windows. Now I can put my feet up. Oh wait, the kids are hungry again. I guess I better make dinner.
A dinner no one complains about…chicken pot pie.

2 thoughts on “An Adventure in the Other Direction

  1. Good work, Kelly! If memory serves me, the ruins you see throughout Ireland mean that the Owners and their heirs retain that land. In Connemara, there are areas where some stones are left from houses where the residents left through death or immigration during the Famine. The land is still theirs. This law may have changed since the EU. I’m struck by the lack of sheep. I had heard that the sheep farms were constrained by EU rules, but I’m not sure that is true now either. I may research these important issues over the weeekend. 😁 Hope the calf was corralled. The chicken pot pie looks fabulous and perfect for the end of a day.
    L,K

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    1. The farmer we talked to when we pet the lambs said that in this section (Kinard) of Kerry, there are many more dairy farms than sheep farms (thus Kerrygold butter). Our road has 3 dairy farms. However, on the ride into Dingle and around Slea Head there are LOTS of sheep. I find it fascinating that they are all “free range” and not at all like farms in the US. The meat, dairy, and eggs are noticeably better. I did not know that rule about the houses. My Grandmother’s house is still standing, without the roof like the one in the picture. I am hoping to find it when we are near Mayo.

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