The first of my Thursday Doors images this week is edited to look like a painting. Lately, most of my captures have been from a moving car and this one was quite blurred but I love that rusty old patchwork roof and couldn’t bring myself to delete it. Hopefully, these next few won’t have you thinking you need to book an eye test.
A few innocent bystanders were shot in the drive-by.
Thankfully, they lived to tell the tale.
Thanks so much for coming along on yet another road trip with me. For a lovely international selection of Thursday Doors, carry on over to Norm’s blog.
This first Thursday Doors features a lovely iron gate with the symbol of a blacksmith in its center. That’s a clue to where this week’s post comes from in County Antrim.
The scenery surrounding Glenview Farm is so beautiful, I was already feeling relaxed by the time I arrived there. It wasn’t me going horse riding but one of my grandchildren. What’s the difference between a pony and a horse? A horse is usually at least 14.2 hands tall (four feet ten inches). Whereas a pony is less than 14.2 hands. This lovely animal being groomed by my grandson is the latter.
Did you spot the old building in one of those shots? To my delight it even had red doors.
The return journey was just as relaxing as the one there, especially as I wasn’t driving. Here’s a wee taste of the Antrim countryside we drove through but the camera doesn’t do it justice. A longer trip through the glens of Antrim is definitely called for.
All of these Thursday Doors were taken from a moving car and I concentrated on capturing as many red doors as possible on a two hour journey. Only a handful were clear enough to post (sorry but it was raining and we were in a hurry).
I did manage to snap a few more doors but they weren’t red. Next week I’ll feature a horse of a different colour. (Hint).
I haven’t been to Father Ted’s house (if you’re familiar with the comedy series) but this first Thursday Doors image does remind me of it. I have grandchildren in the north-east and north-west of Ireland, so we spend a lot of time travelling to both destinations and the routes are full of opportunities to capture some interesting shots for my Thursday Doors posts. The one above looks like it was a much bigger property in the past but many of the doors and windows have been blocked up. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get close as it was two fields away from the road.
We went through the town of Augher, in county Tyrone, and I managed to get a shot of the old train station as the car slowed down in traffic. The next photo is of a stone bus stop shelter and I think there should be lots more of these. Much nicer than the perspex ones.
The following shots were taken of random buildings in the various towns we passed through.
Thanks for stopping by for this week’s Thursday Doors and if you’d like to see what other contributors have featured on their blogs this week head on over to Norm’s.
This local building used to be a very popular dance hall back in the day and I’ve featured it before on Thursday Doors. Since then it has been through a fire but has been given a nice, cheerful facelift. Here’s what it used to look like;
Amazing what a lick of paint and some creative artwork can do.
As for the beauty of nature, in Ireland we have a non-native species called rhododendron. It spreads rampantly by seeds and suckers and has been placed on the list of Invasive Alien species. However, the carpet of colour it creates is spectacular.
I’m sorry for the blurred shot, this was taken on a recent trip to Donegal, in the extreme north of Ireland – from a moving vehicle. The next two photographs were sent to me this week by a friend who lives in the extreme south of the country, near a place called The Vee in the Knockmealdown mountains, on the borders of counties Tipperary and Waterford. We lived not too far from there many years ago and I had a view of the mountains from my kitchen window.
This just goes to show how widespread the rhododendron is throughout the whole of Ireland. Here’s a beautiful video of the Vee, put together by Jim Owers. He has uploaded some fabulous aerial footage of Ireland, it’s worth subscribing to his channel if you have an interest in nature.
It’s been quite a while since I posted a Thursday Doors from Donegal. This one comes from Inch Island which lies just off the Donegal coast, at the start of the Inishowen peninsula. It covers an area of five square miles and is accessed by a causeway road.
We passed a traditional Irish cottage on the way, with a red door.
After a lovely scenic drive we arrived at a small, quiet beach and pier.
On our journey to Inch Island we passed through a village with an unusual name.
Burnfoot village, on the Inishowen peninsula in county Donegal, has a population of around 450 people. I have no idea why the name is Burnfoot in English but the Irish name for it is Bun na hAbhann, which means ‘river basin’.
We left the Gaffer with his cousin, Sid, while we took our trip to Inch Island. They get on well but Sid is a few dog-years older, so hasn’t as much energy as the Gaffer and likes to lounge in his bed most of the time.
But guess what happens every time he leaves it to spend a penny.
The Gaffer, never one to miss an opportunity, keeps it warm till he returns.
Thursday Doors this week has a touch of Spring Fever about it. Sorry if you’re not into nature but I couldn’t resist capturing all the new life that emerges at this time of year. So, as this is supposed to be a post about doors, let’s kick off with one.
I know it’s only a car door but look who’s behind it, looking like the top dog he is. Cautious as ever, he takes a few sniffs to check out the territory.
There was so much evidence of new growth, it was hard not to stop at every cluster of flowers and foliage but Mr. R. was here for a spot of exercise and was not inclined to admire every little blossom and bud. I had a good workout catching up with him, though – so did The Gaffer, who wanted to pee on every little blossom and bud.
Walking along the lake shore we came across something we have never seen on such a massive scale – thousands of dead snails lining the pathway. We’ve seen snail shells on shores before (that’s a bit of a tongue-twister) but usually they are clustered here and there.
To put my mind at rest, so to speak, I looked up what could have caused such a catastrophe in the world of shelled gastropods (Google to the rescue). Well, we can blame our lovely weather last summer, in a roundabout way. When conditions are favourable, water snails breed prolifically and so, when they live out their lifespan, they die prolifically too. Last year we had a prolific amount of sunshine in Ireland. Most wildlife deaths are hidden, as they decompose or get eaten by other creatures. Water snails have hard shells that float and can end up carpeting the shoreline – not half as pretty as that carpet of bluebells we had just passed by.
I hope you enjoyed our lakeside stroll this week, thanks so much for your company. There are lots of interesting Thursday Doors over on Norm’s blog, with links in the comments at the end of his post.
All my Thursday Doors this week have been captured from a distance but to make up for that, the scenery is fantastic. The first property is Runkerry House on the Antrim Coast in the north of Ireland. Here’s a zoomed-in image I took with my phone. Sorry it’s not very clear but I can make out a couple of doors if I squint my eyes, lol.
Runkerry House is a stately home built in the 1860’s for Sir Edward Macnaghten, who was a barrister and politician from London. The sandstone building is now set out as private apartments and what a view they must have. I took this photo on a trip to Salmon Rock beach, Portballinatrae.
More doors from afar. These houses and apartments have an amazing view, just like Runkerry House. It must be lovely to live here all year round, I don’t think I would ever grow tired of that seascape.
We spent the afternoon on the beach as Ireland was having an usually hot, sunny weekend. This photo was taken as the evening was drawing in.
On the cliffs above the beach I spotted a strange looking roof – half grassy thatch, half slate. I wonder what it looks like from the inside. On a neighbouring house was a door, of sorts.
Or possibly a long window. Whatever it is, nobody will be getting in that way too easily – unless they use a pick.
Well, I’m back home now and the weather has turned a bit chillier but still dry. Norm has some interesting Thursday Doors over on his blog, if you’d like to have a look, with links to a great selection of international doors in the comments at the end of his post. Thanks for stopping by, this week.