Happy St. Patrick's Day

I took these pictures last week to have them ready for today (if my scheduled post works and I haven't messed up).

The 40m-tall St Patrick's Tower, built around 1757, is the tallest surviving windmill tower outside the Netherlands.

George Roe & Co Distillery on Thomas  Street  was powered by the largest smock windmill at that time in all Europe. Today the windmill's tower still stands and graces the Dublin skyline, blue capped with copper sheeting and a wind vane in the likeness of St. Patrick. It is known as St. Patrick's Tower, and it is located on what is now Guinness property. In fact, it was two years after Peter Roe established the Thomas Street Distillery, that Arthur Guinness set up his famous St. James' Gate Brewery across the street - quoted from http://www.classicwhiskey.com/history/georowhis.htm

Weekend in the country

We spent this last weekend visiting my dad down in Kerry. Most of my pictures are of birds at his feeding station, but I took these few when we went for a walk across the fields to the post office on Sunday morning, to get some milk. Unfortunately the whole weekend was grey and overcast, but I still got some gardening done, as at least it stayed dry.

Curly in the field - after negotiating some barbed wire along the boundary hedge between land belonging to two different farmers.

Door in an old building - detail and full picture.

Two views over Cloonee Lakes - one from the fields above the house, one from the lake shore at the bottom of the lane up to the house.

And an old shed on the mountainside near the school.

We are off to Clare tomorrow for a few days, so I'll be back with some pictures of Irish countryside after that. And then the mammoth task of dealing with all those bird pictures I took!!

Fancy Fretwork

Three more pictures from yesterday in Farmleigh. The first one is the gate to the walled garden.

The second silhouette shot is above the same gate, shot looking into the sun. It was getting quite cloudy by then, the best of the day was definitely over, although it wasn't as dark as it looks in the picture.

 At least that meant that although it would have been lovely to have had the time to sit a while and admire the sight and fragrance of this witch hazel, it wasn't actually such a hardship that I had to get back home.

 Slightly dark, but I liked the shape of the duck and the ripples in the water: In a whorl of her own...

Walk in the Park

I had to go shopping this morning, for stuff to take to stock up my dad's freezer. And then to library, to sort out the problem with the books I didn't take out, and get fresh books for our break next week. It was still lovely and sunny after that, so I took a quick trip to Farmleigh, which opened again today. I thought if I went home to drop the shopping off and get my new lens, I just wouldn't feel like going out again. I was probably right, especially as it was clouding over by the time I left, but with cold stuff in the car, it had to be short walk, just round the lake and through the walled garden.  It was lovely - the lake was still lightly iced over at one end, and there were birds all over the place...and carpets of spring flowers: crocuses in white, yellow and purples, snowdrops, cyclamen, and masses of daffodils on their way.

Tufted Duck

Magnolia Bud

Cyclamen

Sunshine in the City

Still very cold, still sunny.  Two shots taken along Thomas Street / James' Street.

Spring : Chicken

It was certainly Spring here today. Although water in some of the empty troughs on the patio stayed iced over all day, I was able to get two lots of wash dry on the line thanks to the sunshine and a light breeze. Any other sunny days have still been too humid for any real drying.

Over the weekend we had Jamaican Jerk pork, and there was some (Jamaican) rice and peas left over.  I was trying to find something suitable to have with it today, and found this Moroccan recipe in Claudia Roden's New Book of Middle Eastern Food. It turned out well; C says he thinks it would be a suitable meal for guests.


Moroccan Chicken Qdra:
1 large chicken, quartered
2 tblsp butter
3/4 - 1 lb onions
1 tsp cinnamon, salt and pepper,
8 ounces dried chickpeas, (garbanazo beans) soaked overnight
4 oz whole almonds, blanched
Bunch of parsley, finely chopped
Juice of half a lemon

Put the chicken, butter and 1 finely chopped onion in a pan, and cover with water. Add the cinnamon, and salt and pepper to taste.Bring to the boil, add the chickpeas, cover and simmer over a very low heat for one and a half hours, by which time the chickpeas should be tender.  Add the rest of the onions, finely chopped, the almonds and parsley, and simmer for about another half hour till the fresh onion is soft and the sauce somewhat reduced. It wasn't in the recipe, but I took some of the chickpeas and liquid out and puréed them to thicken the sauce up. Arrange the chicken pieces on a dish, and spoon the chickpeas, nuts and sauce over. Squeeze the juice of half a lemon over this and serve.
It was a very enjoyable light (as in not rich) chicken dish, with a lovely aromatic warmth from the cinnamon and tang from the fresh lemon juice. It reminded me a bit of some Persian chicken dishes. What was left of the sauce I blended coarsely to make a nice soup for tomorrow's lunch. Although it did, indeed, go reasonably well with the rice and peas, next time I make it I'll serve it with plain rice or even better, homemade flat-breads.

Saturday Walk

We took a short walk down the canal to the 12th lock this morning. C has a gig on Tuesday to practice for, and a pile of ironing, so short was the key word;  and down the canal meant that we passed the shopping centre on the way back for essentials like bread and milk.

. More swans - they seem to be out in abundance just now.

A moorhen taking a rest

 

Canal Maintenance (they are doing a lot at the moment. Last week we saw some type of "boat" that is obviously a floating platform for cutting trees from, and a lot of clearing has been done along the banks too. This man was wearing an Irish Waterways windcheater, and was doing some kind of work in the lock. He had a ladder tied to one of the bollards along the quay, for climbing down to the boat. While we were watching him we spotted a grey wagtail - a wonderful splash of yellow.

 

Another splash of colour - these little irises (barely six inches tall) were planted along the bridge.

And another splash of primary colour - large-scale litter, which must literally have made quite a splash wherever it was dropped in. There was a yellow hard-hat floating near it, too.

More Birds

I wasn't expecting to work today, but got a text this morning at quarter to eight, saying someone else was sick. So instead of a walk in the park, I went to the shopping centre after work to collect the photos from last year's holiday, and walked home from there. I was really puzzled because I knew I still had two books I could take out from the library, so I went in and chose two and went to the desk. And hen th librarian told me I already had ten items. I was surprised, but he was sure, so I put them back. I came home and logged into my account, and there are two books i most certainly didn't take out. Still waiting to hear back from the library on that one - I don't want to end up with overdue charges for books I don't have.
It looks as if this swan is ringed.

 Swan symmetry

 

 The robin in the garden, chirping away with his breast puffed out.

Liffey Birds

Two pictures, neither of which is very good. It was very cold this morning - I have other pictures of both the cormorant (or shag, I can never work out which it is) and the swan when you can see their breath in the cold air. And it was also very bright.
I like this one of the swan, even though it's not great, because there really was a sparkle on the water just like in the photo, as I was looking down the river towards the sun.. It captures the feel of the moment.

And the cormorant - or shag; I love seeing these, they fly along above the river like bombers. As I'd seen one fly down-river this morning, it was real surprise, when I was watching the gulls, to suddenly see another one surface. While I see them by the dozen along the coast between Bray and Greystones, I've never seen more than one at a time on the Liffey.  I've also never managed any sort of a photo before, so while this one is not great, it's a start!! I even managed one of it diving - but if you didn't know what it was, you'd certainly never be able to tell. Shame I didn't get one of it with the fish in its beak after a successful dive.

Fish Out of Water

As we got near the border between County Dublin and County Kildare on our Saturday walk,  C spotted a metal fish plate set into the ground by the canal bank...and then another...and many more as we walked along.

A quick look and it was obvious that they were all beside little fishing stands, with two or three steps down to the water level. I think the fish is meant to be a salmon, though I am basing this more on the fact that the Irish name for Leixlip (the town where we got the train back from)  means Salmon's Leap, than on anything else. The poster was at the Royal Canal Amenity Group slipway and moorings. You can see from all the languages how much fishing is part of the tourism industry. Although these days, with immigration, many places now have signs in more than just English and Irish. Polish being up there near the top, and Rumanian.

And my own fish in water...