We begin this post with a mustache. On a horse. Because that is most probably the funniest thing you’ll see today. Unless you see this sort of thing often. (I clearly don’t because I couldn’t stop laughing.)
One of the neatest things about Inis OÃrr (aside from horses with mustaches) is the story of how the walls came to be. When people first came to the island to settle, the entire ground was covered in limestone. (Photograph #4) They cleared away the rocks and used them to build the walls that would soon become territory markers (think fences only made of stone). I was stunned silent when I looked out the carriage and all I could see were walls. Think of all the effort that went into them.
There were a lot of artists out the day we visited, most were sketching the ships coming in or the memorial cemetery on the hill. There were people under the ground that had been around and gone before the 19th century. There were buildings made out of rocks older than all of the trees in my town back home.
It’s hard not to be silent when you’re surrounded by such things.
4 Comments
tamera
24 Feb 2011 at 1:52 amSo, so so so beautiful. It’s funny, I did the loop you seem to have done on my first trip to Ireland when I was 19, but for our honeymoon we stayed around Donegal. Now I’m wishing we hadn’t!
Siobhan
12 Feb 2011 at 1:33 pmThese photos are so beautiful. You have really captured the atmosphericness
Shokoofeh
9 Feb 2011 at 4:14 pmwow these photos are so amazingly beautiful!
Chelsea
9 Feb 2011 at 12:52 pmSara, these shots of Inis Oirr are quite beautiful. I once studied abroad and Ireland and have so enjoyed reading your recent posts–reminds me of one of my favorite places in the world!
Your photographs show such a fondness for a variety of subjects. It’s easy to tell how much you appreciate life and the moments you choose to capture!