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31 July 2008
Donkey and Dolmen
.... and the dolmen on its own. Fahan, near Ventry (not far from Dunbeg promontory fort and on the way to the famine cottages) on the Dingle peninsula, Kerry
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Two of our favourite things - donkeys and dolmens.
Hey, you made a trip around Dingle, too? Were the Fuchsias already blooming along the roads? Conor Pass? Ah, must stop. Thanks for sharing these photos, Jams.
I look at something like this and wonder how long that capstone has been balancing there. And about the day the whole structure was erected. Who's buried there? Who built the dolmen? A son? A husband? Did the neighbors come 'round to help lift the capstone, and did they gather for a meal afterward, standing around with cups of mead, talking of their crops and the latest war?
And I wonder about the family of whomever is buried there, and in what ways their lives were made different because of the absence of the deceased.
I probably should not comment on blogs before my second cuppa...
That's a good point Tink. There is a spectaculat promontory fort nearby but the dolmen predates it by a long time. Sadly your questions will probably never be answered mores the pity.
15 comments:
Two of our favourite things - donkeys and dolmens.
Hey, you made a trip around Dingle, too? Were the Fuchsias already blooming along the roads? Conor Pass? Ah, must stop.
Thanks for sharing these photos, Jams.
Two excellent favourites Sean!
I certainly did Sean. THe fuchsias and Monbretias were out in force. Bliss!
As Aileni said, two favourites of ours. Nice little dolmen, and the donkey looks well cared for.
It seemed a happy donkey for sure
Twas a long time ago human hands placed those rocks upon each other.... not that the donkey cares!
Both lovely :-)
Thanks cherie
THat is so true on both counts Chris!
I look at something like this and wonder how long that capstone has been balancing there. And about the day the whole structure was erected. Who's buried there? Who built the dolmen? A son? A husband? Did the neighbors come 'round to help lift the capstone, and did they gather for a meal afterward, standing around with cups of mead, talking of their crops and the latest war?
And I wonder about the family of whomever is buried there, and in what ways their lives were made different because of the absence of the deceased.
I probably should not comment on blogs before my second cuppa...
Tink *~*~*
My Mobile Adventures *~*~*
That's a good point Tink. There is a spectaculat promontory fort nearby but the dolmen predates it by a long time. Sadly your questions will probably never be answered mores the pity.
Dingle Peninsula. The place where the dreaded dingleberries originated from. :)
It's beautiful round Dingle, isn't it? Reminds of a story - I wonder if I have told it on my blog.
Dingle's beautiful Liz, even when it's raining
THere was a bountiful harvest of berries EWBL!
The donkey is cute!
Certainly is!
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