I saw this photo of Dollymount Strand on Twitter. It reminded me of one of two beaches I had occasionally frequented as a child. The other one presently escapes me. I had been staying with the Boyne host family, as I was on licence from Goldenbridge. So, it would not have been terribly far away.
I remember there was a very pungent smell everywhere due to the seaweed. There were a lot of banks and rockeries to roam about. I think I may have slipped off with other children, or may have been accompanied by Irene and Valerie, who were the teenage daughters of Mrs. Boyne.
I distinctly remember finding out from somebody in later years, when I returned to Boyne St., that a boy by the surname of Earl had been drowned at one of the sea-sides. I don’t know which one it was at all. Very sad. The Earls were very boisterous happy-go-lucky boys. I think there were a lot of Earl boys in the family that lived on a top verandah approximately three verandah’s away from the Boyne’s. I vaguely remember the mother being a very tall woman.
Photo: H/t Dublin Airport @DublinAirport
Sunset this evening from Dollymount Strand. Via @phcostel #lovedublin pic.twitter.com/HVXFc40LiN
This photo was taken this afternoon. The ferocious storm experienced since Xmas day denuded the branches of the overflowing bunches of luscious orange berries. The birds are now having to resort to eating them off the grass ground. Ironically, it was hard getting photos of the birds when the berries were in full bloom, as they flitted off so quickly. However, the blackbird, as you can see, was happily resting on the bare branches after having a big feed down below. The birds are very cautious about feeding on low ground, but at this time of year they obviously have to take risks.
See: link below for same branch on Xmas day.
- Nollaig Shona Duit (goldenbridgesurvivor.wordpress.com)
Die Schweiz. Die Schweiz. Die Schwiez….forever on my mind. I just had a beautiful photo sent to me via e-mail from Switzerland. I don’t know if it’s the home of a friend or not who has invited me there.. Nonetheless, it’s such a scenic photo.
Nollaig Shona Duit. Lonely Magpie in the distance. I only had to aim the camera in the far distance in order to capture a completely different mood to other photos that had been taken around the same time. See: link below. I can so feel for this image, as it depicts the type of darkness in my own nature. Note how the white part of the bird is illuminated against the grey/black background. There is a glimmer of hope there. The photo has not been retouched at all. When I take images of this calibre, I see perfect material patterns. The images are prominent, without being in one’s face, thus ideal for withstanding in one’s midst over a long period. The camera is not a professional one, but it still does not a bad job.
- Nollaig Shona Duit (goldenbridgesurvivor.wordpress.com)
I took this photo outside the front balcony this Xmas day. It looks like the bird is lapping up the yellow berries. I had wondered if they were edible feed, as they’ve been on the branches all summer long. Perhaps, they’re left till very late when food is scarce. All sorts of birds have been fluctuating to the branches when the weather had permitted. The recent storms denuded some of the branches, but they’re still plentiful. I was told by a neighbour that the trees don’t bear berries every year. Apparently, the last time there were berries was three years go. I must look at photos of last year and see what the situation was indeed.
One has to be on the ball to get very focussed photos of birds, as they can fly off in a split second. However, if one is patient, and keeps flashing away there is bound to be luck. Can’t help thinking if these birds are young blackbirds, as there were definitely blackbirds hanging out as well. What makes me think that is the yellow on the side of the beak. Perhaps, the yellow could be from the berries. I shall have to find out.
This too is a beauty of a bird. I noticed that a lot of birds of this kind are very frequently nearby another tree. I think there could be a nest. Maybe a blackbirds’ nest. There was a lot of working going on with an extension to a house just underneath a tree that had a nest there last year. The gardener told me that there has been a very large strange bird in the vicinity lately, that makes a very loud oink oink sound. I did hear it myself on one occasion. The magpies who had a stronghold in the area last year are keeping well into into the distance this year. They don’t even come to my balcony anymore. perhaps the resident pigeon and her mate have let it be known all around that this is their specific territory.
Here is a blackbird; there were a few of them feeding on the berries. Are they all one big happy family?
Photo taken by me during the end of summer 2012.
“Nollaig Shona Daoibh” to all survivors of Goldenbridge. This time of year is always the most toughest, as we are reminded of the emotional support we lacked in the past in the institution. To this day a lot of still stand stiff in the background watching the world embrace their families and friends. Always the bystanders and never the ones to be embraced, because we are indicative of utter neediness, which the world does not want to absorb or comprehend at the best of times. The world is at one with those who have families and friends, and not so with so many survivors of Goldenbridge.
Photo taken from balcony during early evening, approximately a week ago.
I would like to thank all those who have opened their doors to survivors of Goldenbridge and Industrial “Schools” in general in the past. The memories have lived with them forever. It can be a very cold world out there, and this time of year is especially tough, so all of you who come from loving families spare survivors of Goldenbridge a thought this Xmas-tide. Thanks. In the past survivors were dependent on newspaper adverts for kind host families to open up their homes to them for the the Xmas period.
This folk song also takes me back to my days in Goldenbridge. Again, I never became familiar with it, until I departed the institution. The song, anyhow would have been banned in Goldenbridge, as were many other songs about LOVE. The Ludlow’s have got such brilliant harmonious voices. So soothing.
Tommy Mackem and the Clancy Brothers also sing a very rich version. http://youtu.be/ocw6rXrV91w