Feeling Irish

There is nothing better than feeling Irish around this time of the year. St Patrick's Day makes the whole world feel a certain level of Irishness. But when I think of being Irish, I tend to go back a bit in time. Before recessions and laptops and mobile phones, back when it was just us and our wonderful country.

Green grass, blue skies and thatched cottages.

Luckily, I live in a place that although is somewhat boring, is super pretty at the same time. Monasterevin is bursting with beautiful places to take pictures and to bring you back to the old feeling of being Irish. Our little town is surrounded by waterways, fields, farms, old distilleries, mansion houses, ruins, Georgian houses, woodlands, bogs and locks. Quite a lot for such a little place!

So over the past few days I have been out walking and enjoying these gorgeous sunny days with my camera and I present you with some pictures of my little town. This is what being Irish means to me.

Days like Yesterday

Change was in the air yesterday with the whole of Ireland anticipating who will win the General Election. But what excited me yesterday was been woken up to the biggest, brightest and bluest sky! Inspired by this lovely big sky I decided to get up and go for a stroll around my little town. 


The following a collection of pictures from my adventure. I hope you enjoy them! 


Kathleen xoxo

Walking in a Winter Wonderland

I am and always will be a real life Dora the Explorer. I love to see the world and I have an unruly amount of ambition to jump on a plane as frequently as financially possible! But when the “dreaded” – as many called it – snow took over little Ireland back at the end of 2010, my Dora instincts strangely kicked in. Oh yes, it was time to explore the home town!

Now don’t get me wrong, it was super annoying when my bean can of a car didn’t start for about a month (she's so moody), but I genuinely loved looking at and being out in the snow. So I wrapped up warm, tucked my Abercrombie & Fitch bottoms into my never more appreciated UGGs and I started out on my adventure of exploring my little home town, a town that is widely known as the Venice of Ireland. 

This post is an account of that exploration. You may notice that I have a strange fascination with trees when looking at these. Fear not, I am a monkey! ;)

I hope you like them! xoxo

Such amazing colours and lighting

Dusk

Resting Peacefully

Breaking Through

A frozen Grand Canal resting over a fast flowing River Barrow

Snow falling and not a cloud in site - magical

Unmade journeys...

A peaceful Monasterevin in the distance

Grand Canal at Moore's Lock - as featured on www.rte.ie

A peaceful main street

The Jelly Babies frozen over

Unusual Findings

An old resident of the town...