A Nod to My Irish Blood on St. Patrick’s Day
Don’t ever forget the Irish blood in your veins.
These were words spoken regularly by my grandfather as a reminder to my mother.
And so I don’t forget either that I’ve got some Irish blood – even if it’s a bit diluted now. It’s still enough to give me a legitimate reason to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day. And it’s my niece’s birthday so there’s even more of a reason to celebrate.
My grandfather’s last name was Beckett. We know we have no line to the famous Irish playwright Samuel Beckett but the reality is we know very little about our Irish history – and it would be a long and involved search to find out the details. If I had the time I’d follow the footsteps of Candice who is in Ireland right now for FIVE weeks to research her ancestry. Interestingly she does say not to waste your time on ancestry.ca and calls it absolutely useless.
So as a nod to my Irish blood and to St. Patrick’s Day here are some photos giving you a taste of western Ireland where I spent three weeks a few years ago.
The Irish Countryside
Fields of yellow flowers seen along the Dingle Way
The pretty harbour in Kinvarra
The rocky Burren area in western Ireland
Croagh Patrick – a sacred mountain you can hike in bare feet if you choose
The village of Roundstone
The Cliffs of Moher in sunshine
Peat cut and drying
Beaches along the Dingle Way
A Sampling of Pubs
The Pier Head pub near Galway
Pub in the town of Dingle – along the Dingle Way
Dan Murphy’s Bar along the Kerry Way
This is what it probably looks like outside many a pub on St. Patrick’s Day
Do you have any Irish blood? Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day?
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