It seems like I've been away from blogland for ages. I haven't blogged since we got back from our holidays with no excuses other than I couldn't face going through the 100s of photos I took hoping to find the odd good one!
Anyway, first things first, I've been working on the latest rainy window painting which is based on the photo S took here. It's taken me much longer than I initially thought as each little rain drop has its own little reflection which is just a tiny bit different from the one before. I knew it was time to stop for the day when each little rain drop suddenly started looking like Elvis's head circa 1975!!
Here's a sneaky peek of what I've done so far - still have a long way to go but I'm quite pleased with how it's coming along.
|Pretty Industrial - WIP - Sneaky peek of the part of it.|
I'm linking up to Paint Party Friday - it's been a couple of weeks since I've been partying and I've missed visiting folk so I'll be round as many as I can this weekend!
Okay, for those of you just here for the art, you can probably go now. However, if you fancy a wee Irish travel tale, then pull up a seat and read on! (I promise it's not my usual epic tale!)
So we headed off to Donegal on Saturday 7 July with clothes for every eventuality. The rain poured down and my optimistically packed flip flops and pretty summer tops remained buried at the back of the caravan wardrobe as I once again donned my rain coat and welly boots to brave the elements and walk the dogs along the fantastic beaches.
|The view from the caravan the first 5 days!|
We went back to the same campsite where we stayed at Easter last year when we'd had a very unusual but nevertheless fabulous heatwave for the entire week. This time, instead of getting up early to make the most of the weather, we'd wake up to the thrumming of rain of the caravan roof and just go back to sleep. Even the dogs had no interest in getting up. More than happy to lie sleeping till after 10am. We never sleep that late but lounging around,reading books and watching David Attenborough wildlife documentaries (we forgot our stash of movies and raided my mum's 'free with the Sunday paper' dvd collection instead!)seemed like a perfectly relaxing way to pass the time while the rain bounced off the windows. We were on holiday in Sleepy Hollow after all!
We were baffled that first evening to find hundreds of sea urchins washed up along the shoreline but we happened to hear a local radio report a couple of days later advising of a red bloom of toxic algae floating off the Donegal coast killing marine life, which would explain it.
There was a new addition to the campsite this year, an adorable little kitten that one of the owners had found wandering all alone nearby. She'll be the best socialised cat in Ireland by the time she's an adult as pretty much every one who came and went had to pick her up for a cuddle or two! I used to sneak out to play with her when the dogs were lying knackered after a long run on the beach!
|Credit S: The cutest kitten|
|Credit S: The inspiration for my last doodimal!|
Cows on a beach
On Wednesday the weather finally improved and we even had an outbreak of sun in between the showers. We visited a different beach to the one we usually went to and were more than a little surprised to see a herd of cows lying down at the far end. We met a local lady who said they were there quite often and that as long as they were lying down it was ok but if they stood up we'd best not get too close as they'd chased her down the beach once and she ended up running into the water to get away from them! Well, we didn't want to take the chance what with two very yappy wee dogs to get the cows all irked so we gave them a wide berth. We were on the same beach again on Friday when they all started strolling towards us over the sand dunes-really quite a bizarre sight - and, as they stared at us impassively yet with a slightly threatening bovine undertone, we sidled off up the beach as quickly as we could, willing Brodie not to clock them and start her incessant barking.
|Making their way down one by one|
|Credit S: Cows on a beach! Seriously.|
Sunburn and sand
Thursday and Friday were lovely. Blue skies and plenty of warm sunshine albeit cooled slightly by the gale force wind (you can't have everything) We walked along various beaches and sand dunes again and I even seized the day and took my boots off so I could feel the sand between my toes like folk in countries with normal summers get to do as a matter of course. We even managed to unearth our sunbeds and spent a couple of hours relaxing on the little grassy corner beside our caravan. Of course, curses to my fair Irish skin, I got sunburnt in the shape of my tee-shirt neckline because I hadn't been optimistic enough to pack sun cream!
|Credit S: Reuben practising his levitation skills!|
|Credit S: Reuben giving us a wink and a smile!|
|Credit S: Not to be left out, Brodie practices her handstands.|
S spent a lot of time taking photographs. I spent a lot of time seeing the perfect shot in my mind's eye and getting frustrated with my camera's inability to capture said shot (or rather my inability to use my camera properly) Inevitably, my batteries and/or my patience would run out long before S had finished being David Bailey. Therefore, for the most part, as always, the best photos on this post will have been taken by S.
Anyway, that was this summer's caravan trip. The weather mightn't have been as good as we'd hoped but it was definitely the most relaxing, lazy week we've had in a long while!