Hijacked by Ireland

2012-01-29T17:25:00.001-05:00

St Brendan's Cove - I just can't resist rust these days. This rusty winch sits at the top of the concrete ramp at St. Brendan's Cove, on the north shore of the Dingle Peninsula. From this tiny protected cove, St. Brendan sailed on his 6th century voyage of discovery to among other places (dare I say it?) North America. There's a nice monument to St. Brendan, the Patron Saint of Mariners, at the top of the windy narrow road that winds down to the lonely little pier.

2012-01-23T08:18:00.002-05:00

Okie - Okay, this isn't exactly Irish in nature, but it's got a nice story behind it. Karen and I were hiking up near our Echo Lake cottage in October of 2010 and came across this rusted 1950 Ford truck parked in the woods. The word "FARM" on the license really spoke to me... and I took several photos of it. Last summer I did this painting.

A few days ago I entered it in a juried art show at "Studio B" a hip little gallery in Boyertown, PA, a few miles from the family farm that I'd been going to since I was a small child. The show was entitled "Farm" so I knew I had to enter "Okie." Well, at the opening last Friday I found out that the painting had won "Best in Show."

John Buck, our friend at Echo Lake who had owned the truck, told me some stories about this truck, which they had named "Okie," and I asked him to write down his recollections. Read on...

John Buck's memories of Okie

I think Okie was a 1950 Ford F-600 with a gray steel van body when I first saw her in about 1978. The main chassis was quite sound for such an old vehicle -- she had never seen a NY road-salt winter -- and she ran well. The engine was a flathead straight-six displacing 300 cubic inches and the transmission was a 5-speed with no synchromesh. There were no power steering or brakes, so driving was work.

A friend at work told me he knew of a woman who had driven non-stop from Oklahoma to Dryden, NY, with all the family's worldly possessions in a truck, the whole fatherless family riding in the cab. The woman needed cash badly and sold the truck to me for $235 cash.

I drove it to Echo Lake with the Oklahoma plates still on it and learned what a non-synchromesh transmission meant (you have to double clutch every time you change a gear and it was a heavy, strong clutch). I immediately informed my brother-in-law, John Buchholz, that he had become half owner of Okie for a contribution of $117.50. He didn’t seem unhappy.

The first project I remember was using Okie to pickup firewood blocks on our land across the Lake near the log cabin hunting lodge. It was a Thanksgiving Holiday weekend with sloppy snow on the ground. Okie immediately got stuck and I walked back through the woods to get some help. Larry Buchholz (maybe 12-13 years old?) and some number of his younger brothers (and probably Andy Shaffner too) came over and we used the 8-N tractor, a cumalong, chains, and back power to get Okie out of the roadside ditch. I learned that Okie was too grand a lady to do mundane chores like a pickup truck would do.

Another of Okie’s early projects was to pickup some rough-cut lumber down at Beardsley Brothers’ Sawmill by the Genegantslet Creek. John B. and I and his young sons went down and loaded the very heavy hemlock lumber that Raymond Beardsley had sawn for us. It was very hard work getting it loaded, but the van body was large and easily accommodated the load. The trip up the hill to Echo Lake was another matter. I had difficulty learning the double-clutching required to shift and the truck was under-powered for that load. (it was a very heavy load) Somewhere between Burr Harrington’s farm and Miss Nettie Clark’s farm, Okie ran out of gears and power and stopped on a small grade. I coasted backward to a less steep grade, found the lowest gear, and restarted with the engine wound up. The transmission whined, but she made it.

After that episode I removed the big heavy steel van body and installed a homemade flatbed to lighten the truck. The flatbed was made from some old military trusses that Tom Griffin had, that had been left in his camp by Dr. Wood. When the van body was removed, the section that had been directly behind the cab (and thus concealed), said “Sooners” in faint outline that is still visible today.

With the new flatbed, the truck started a new life at Echo Lake. I dug an earth landing ramp in the side of the field at Echo Lake and Okie proceeded to take many loads of logs down to Beardsley sawmill. Logs were rolled on sideways by hand and rolled off (with some care and apprehension) at Beardsleys’. When I logged off the red pine from the Echo Lake East Hill farm, Okie drove right into the red pine woods and took the logs down to Beardsleys. Tom Griffin’s walls in his cottage are all red pine from those logs that were taken to the mill on Okie.

     When I was teaching I had summers off and my friend Pat Hartigan and I made a deal. He would help me build a chimney in our house in Cortland from the basement, through the living room, through a second story closet, through a third story loft apartment with 12’ ceiling and up on the high hip roof. (chimney blocks are very heavy) In return, I promised to bring Okie and her companion 1949 Ford 8-N Ford tractor over to his house near Newark Valley to log his back woods. (I never determined who got the best of that deal…). I loaded the 8-N up on two railroad ties on Okie and chained it down tightly and drove the whole assembly to Newark Valley trying to stay on the back roads. All went well and she made several log trips to a local sawmill over that way.
      One adventure that Chris and I still talk about was when I went to Les Strong’s auction at the Whitney Point gravel pit. I bought a lot of stuff including a 1948 Ford F-600 with a fuel tank (like a home heating oil truck) for $15. It did not run and did not have brakes, but the engine turned over (i.e., was not seized). I talked Chris and Phil Shaffner into coming with me to Les Strong’s. Chris drove her Pontiac GTO and Phil and I drove Okie. Okie had no exhaust system past the header pipe and roared very loudly. We chained up the two similar trucks, Chris followed behind with flashing lights and we started down the road. Phil drove Okie and I sat in the fuel truck to steer (no brakes). I kept the transmission in 3rd gear and whenever we had to slow up, I would let the clutch out to get the braking effect from turning the engine over. If you are an optimist, you could say that it worked to some extent, but there were a few bumped bumpers and jarred spinal columns by the time we made it to Echo Lake. As we came up South Street hill from Rt 79, Okie was roaring in a deafening cacophony with occasional bursts of flame and particulate blowing out from underneath as she pulled both trucks up the hill. We passed an older woman a few feet off the road who was stooped over tending her flowers. I thought she was sure to die from fright or have her ear drums burst, but she never moved or looked up as the parade of 3 vehicles moved slowly past! Chris and I recall that story every time we go by her house.
      There are other stories, and certainly she had a grand old life before coming to Echo Lake.
      Eventually Okie began to sit longer and longer and had a little trouble getting started (6 volt battery). Eventually, she just stayed at her loading area above Buck Pond and seemed comfortable resting in her well-earned retirement. Okie was a good old girl!

John H. Buck, June 2011

2011-07-26T09:53:00.003-04:00

RUST Here's another self-congratulatory video featuring six new paintings, all with the general theme of Rust. I'm not sure which I like doing more, painting or putting together videos.

2011-06-26T10:31:00.002-04:00

Kylemore Lough

Innocents abroad -- this painting came at the expense of some very unhappy people.

We had driven out from Oughterard last November to visit Kylemore Abbey, deep in Connemara. After an hour or so at the Abbey, we set out headed East on Rt. 59 towards Lennane, and quickly came to short queue of cars waiting at a red temporary traffic light. Road work ahead. Of course in Ireland the roads are so narrow that any construction means single lane traffic and the flow of traffic is controlled by traffic lights at each end of the construction zone. It was a Sunday and no work was being done but the system is automated -- they have some device which counts the cars that have entered the zone and communicates that to the traffic light at the other end. After the same number of cars emerge at the other end, the light turns green allowing cars to move in the opposite direction.

Fortunately the light turned green just as we pulled up behind the car in front of us and we were able to drive on, soon finding us beside the gorgeous Kylemore Lough. I was entranced by the twisted, leafless trees on the near shore and the green/orange mountain directly across the water. As is my habit I pulled well off the road, jumped out of the car and began photographing the scene, walking up and down the way to look for better views. After I had my fill, we headed off again down the road. Luckily there were no cars behind us so I was able to drive slowly and soak up the beauty. After a mile or two I came around a bend and to my horror saw a long line of cars facing me, all queued up behind a traffic light, wondering why in hell the light hadn't turned green by now! I passed them, eyes straight ahead, not glancing to see the expressions on the faces of the drivers. Thank God I would never see any of them again. But I did get a pretty nice painting out of it.

2011-04-19T11:24:00.008-04:00

Ireland in November When we spent last November in the west of Ireland we found a totally different aspect, one which has great appeal to an arteeste such as Himself. Yes, it can be a rainy month, but the hills and bogs are smeared with orange. And there's just enough green to remind you why they call it the Emerald Isle. We spent a week each in Kerry (stayed in Dingle), Connemara (stayed in Oughterard), and S.W. Donegal near Ardara. Through it all I shot some video with my little Canon digital camera and put it together with a haunting aire I stumbled across. Here it is... view it in hi-def and full page size if your broadband is broad enough!

2011-03-27T15:27:00.000-04:00

"Bird Song" in Dublin When we were in Dublin last November we could see this sculpture from the window of our room at Staunton's on the Green. I talked my way through the offices of the John Newman Center, next door, and into the back yard to get a closer look. I'm wild about it... a young priest distracted from his scripture readings by a bird call, a different "word of God." The sculptor is Bob Quinn, who lives in County Dublin and who, like me, spent decades in the advertising-graphic design-newspaper illustration game before jumping into his art full time.

As it happens, my granddaughter Kellie, visiting Dublin over Spring Break from her semester abroad in London, came across another wonderful sculpture in a Dublin public garden and posted a photo of it on her blog. I knew at first glance that it had to be a Bob Quinn piece. This one is called, "Best Night Ever," and when I wrote a fan letter to him he told me: ...the title comes from something my wife's Uncle always used to say back in the 60's when all the country female cousins would come down to breakfast after the dance the night before, "and did ye have the best night ye ever had?" I suppose the sculpture is meant as a monument to everyone's right to have fun-- you don't know what problems/difficulties those girls might be going through.

Bob's website is http://www.bobquinn.ie

2011-03-17T11:16:00.001-04:00

A Stroudsburg Hideaway. Last Friday, Karen and I drove up to Stroudsburg, PA, "The Gateway to the Poconos," to attend the opening of a beautiful library-themed bar on whose walls were a bunch of my Irish Writers prints plus my double-tiered original oil (on loan) "I Remember Ireland." This was hung in a place of honor, the center of the handsome new paneled bar, directly above the single-malt whiskeys!

The pub is called Lynch's Hideaway and the owners are two charming Irishmen, Sean James, who hails from County Mayo, near Ballina, and Barry Lynch, a Galway man himself. The place was packed, and we met many interesting people including Sean's petite wife, Paula, the mother of five, and quite a charmer herself.

The prints were beautifully framed, an amazing achievement in itself considering that it had only been three days earlier, Tuesday afternoon, that Barry had first called me on the phone. About seven o'clock that very evening, a beautiful young woman named Sarah, having driven the 2-3 hours from Stroudsburg at rush hour, arrived at our house in Narberth, made a quick pit stop in our Powder Room, scooped up the unframed prints and the bubble-wrapped "I Remember Ireland" and headed back on the road North to the pub where a team of carpenters were furiously finishing the interior. The final result was, as they say in Ireland, "Luvly! Brilliant! Grand!"

Samuel Beckett

Sean O'Casey

I Remember Ireland

2011-03-17T11:05:00.000-04:00

Kristina O'Toole's birthday cake. She told me it was inspired by one of my Irish Quilt prints. It's the best St. Paddy's Day cake I've seen.

2011-03-09T11:31:00.000-05:00

Loughros Beg - My newest painting. It's big (42" wide) and represents my cautious tip-toeing into landscape painting, although I want my landscapes to be more powerful and graphic than soothing. This incredible mountain sat across the tidal bay from our fabulous rental cottage in southwest Donegal, just west of Ardara out the Loughros Point pennisula. The most gorgeous scenery imaginable out the picture windows. It was November and the green hills were streaked with orange. Our closest neighbor across the road, a piebald pony we named Sinead, appeared to enjoy the view herself.

2011-02-23T11:07:00.003-05:00

No, I didn't paint this. But I wish I had. "Winter Light Achill" is by a talented painter I've been in touch with, Douglas Hutton. He's from County Fermanagh in Northern Ireland, also known as "the Maguire County."

Apparently he spends his life tramping all over the west of Ireland which is something I can only accomplish every year and a half or so.

On his website is a self-portrait depicting him rowing in the ocean. That separates us right there. The closest thing I've done to that is dunking--and killing--my camera in Echo Lake when my canoe tipped over in 8" of water. (A year later I did it again!)

Check out his website: http://www.douglashuttonartist.co.uk/Home.aspx

2011-02-08T12:02:00.000-05:00

Edith Kudlovic is a very talented painter and photographer from Austria. She, like me, has been "hijacked by Ireland" and she found me on the web. She sent me these photos of a hand-knitted blanket of the fields of Ireland she is working on, "with yellow broom, pink and lila Heather, darkbrown peat and grey stonewalls, blue coasts and ochre grounds, only for me, to remember Ireland."

I think it is just wonderful, a real work of art, and I wanted to share the pictures with whomever I can. Edith's website is http://edith-kudlovic.at/

2011-02-02T12:00:00.005-05:00

Draiocht Na Mara In the Irish language the name means, "Magic of the Sea" Or as I would put it, "Show me the Fish!" This trawler is tied up in Dingle Harbor, reportedly to be auctioned off to pay harbor fees. Battered and rusted, slathered with multiple layers of paint, it was the yellow that attracted me. I've only done one other painting that featured yellow.
I really struggled with this one, and it's been painted and re-painted and darkened and lightened and darkened again many times. I also managed to get fresh cadmium orange oil paint on two pairs of pants and one sofa arm as I carried it around, still wet, placing it in different locations to attempt to get a read on whether it was too yellow or not yellow enough or too pale or too contrasty. Finally, enough! As my old friend Steve Jackson told me, "A work of art is never finished, it is merely abandoned."

2010-12-29T07:58:00.005-05:00

The Yeoman Duntrup - This painting has been sort of a surprise to me. I used as research some photos my daughter Cindy took last summer of a big red freighter being overhauled in the harbor of Ijmoiden in Holland. The ship had suffered a violent explosion and fire several months earlier while berthed in Lough Linnhe, on the west coast of Scotland, and had been towed to Ijmoiden for repairs. The images Cindy captured were just stunning. I decided to go close in, so close that the painting would become as abstract as it was detailed.

2010-06-29T12:20:00.006-04:00

Ballyclare #2 - Finally finished my second painting from the May 2009 Ballyclare Horse Fair. About 30 minutes north of Belfast, the fair has been held every year since 1746!
Get a closer look on my website.

2010-06-11T17:06:00.005-04:00

Update: We're building a painting studio at our lake house on Echo Lake, just north of Binghamton in upstate New York. Going up tomorrow to see how work is proceeding. Here're a couple photos from last week.

2010-06-08T17:02:00.008-04:00

Just back from my 50th Reunion at Notre Dame... so you'll have to forgive me...

2010-04-27T10:13:00.006-04:00

Seamus Heaney is in the room

On Tuesday the 20th, Karen and I attended a reception and poetry reading by Seamus Heaney and Peter Fallon at Villanova U. A great night. At the reception, my new painting was stuck in the corner but made a dramatic backdrop to the festivities. I was, of course, very nervous that he might just hate the painting... insecurity, thy name is Barrie!

(I've now painted all four Irish Nobel Laureates -- Joyce, Yeats, Beckett and now, Heaney.)

When Karen and I were able to make our way over to and speak with Seamus, I introduced myself as the painter of the portrait, he smiled and greeted me graciously. Karen introduced herself as the "Calendar Girl" because she had corresponded with him over the use of some of his poetry in our Ireland Calendar. Gesturing across the room towards where the painting sat in the distance, he told me he hadn't had a chance to get a good look at the painting, and leaning closer he said, "I didn't want to seem to be genuflecting to my own image." We laughed and he said, "But I think looking at it with the artist would be acceptable," and he took my elbow and guided me through the crowd to the painting.

When we got to the painting, he was surprised to see that there are lines from his poetry in the painting, and we were just beginning to talk about that when Jim Murphy's voice came over the loudspeaker announcing the beginning of the speaking part of the evening. Thus ended my tête-à-tête with Ireland's greatest living poet. Karen snapped this photo as the speakers began.

(The event was to celebration the 10th anniversary of the Charles Heimbold Chair Professor of Irish Studies -- each year a leading Irish writer spends the Spring semester at Villanova. This year's was poet John McAuliffe from Listowel and Galway, currently living in Manchester, England.)

The poetry reading itself, downstairs in the auditorium, was just wonderful. Peter Fallon is a wonderful poet and a charming speaker, and Seamus, as always, is in a class by himself.

2010-04-10T17:45:00.008-04:00

Seamus is finally finished

Ready or not, the Seamus Heaney painting is finished. In time to have it on display at Villanova University on April 20 when the Irish Studies Department present an Evening with Peter Fallon and Seamus Heaney.

There are lines from eight poems in the painting. You can look closer, and read all the poems, on my website.

2010-02-19T09:07:00.011-05:00

Seamus Heaney, in progress...

My painting of Seamus Heaney is more than half completed... I think. I'm trying to finish in time for his visit in April to Villanova University Irish Studies event.

He will be my twelfth Irish Writer painting. The paintings are so large that I've never been able to see them all in the same room. Nine of them, owned by Clifford and Ruth Melberger of Scranton, PA, are currently hanging on a huge brick wall at the Library building at Wyoming Seminary School in Wilkes Barre, PA.

I think maybe I better make the next twelve a little smaller.

2010-01-22T13:38:00.012-05:00

New and improved
I've added Desmond's Quilt to my IRISH QUILTS video and upgraded it to Hi-Def at the same time.

2009-12-27T15:03:00.013-05:00

The Road to O'Casey

A few weeks ago I finished my 11th Irish Writer painting. And a long, tortured, trail it was. Began it in November of '08 after reading and re-reading O'Casey's Three Dublin Plays, The Shadow of a Gunman, Juno and the Paycock, and The Plough and the Stars. I was fascinated in his portrayal of Dubliners during the Rising of 1916, and his use of language just amazed me.

Here's an example:

FLUTHER: (unable to stand the slight) Fight fair! A few hundred scrawls o' chaps with a couple o' guns an' rosary beads, again' a hundred thousand throned men with horse, fut, an' artillery… an' he wants us to fight fair! (To Sergeant) D'ye want us to come out in our skins an' throw stones!

I finally settled on this passage from The Plough and the Stars for the text to place within the painting:

"You couldn't feel anyway else at a time like this when the spirit of a man is pulsing to be out fighting for th' truth with his feet trembling on the way, maybe to th' gallows, and his ears tingling with the faint, far-away sound of bursting rifle-shots that'll maybe whip th' last little shock of life out of him that's left lingerin' in his body!" (gulp!)

Some steps (and false starts) along the way...

Today's Calendar page: Co. Galway

2009-11-30T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Hore Abbey, Co. Tipperary

2009-11-28T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: F.R. Higgins

2009-11-27T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Tipperary

2009-11-26T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Cork

2009-11-25T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Old Celtic Blessing

2009-11-24T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Connemara

2009-11-23T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Giant's Causeway, Co. Antrim

2009-11-21T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Donagh MacDonagh

2009-11-20T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Roscommon

2009-11-19T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Connemara

2009-11-18T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Padraic Colum

2009-11-17T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Grianan of Aileach ring Fort, Inishowen

2009-11-16T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Clare

2009-11-14T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Mairtin O'Doreain

2009-11-13T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Clare

2009-11-12T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Dublin

2009-11-11T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: W.B. Yeats

2009-11-10T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Mulranny Strand, Co. Mayo

2009-11-09T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Dunworley, Co. Cork

2009-11-07T02:00:00.003-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Patrick Kavanagh

2009-11-06T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Dunquin, Co. Kerry

2009-11-05T02:00:00.000-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Clifs of Mohr, Co. Clare

2009-11-04T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Denise Blake

2009-11-03T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Kylemore Abbey, Co. Galway

2009-11-02T02:00:00.001-05:00

Today's Calendar page: Castletownbeare, West Cork

2009-10-31T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Charles Haughey

2009-10-30T09:29:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: The Burren, Co. Clare

2009-10-29T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Donegal

2009-10-28T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Columcille

2009-10-27T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Donegal

2009-10-26T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Gougane Barra, Co. Cork

2009-10-24T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: John B. Keane

2009-10-23T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Ballinasloe, Co. Galway

2009-10-22T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Achill Island, Co. Mayo

2009-10-21T09:22:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Thomas Moore

2009-10-20T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: County Kerry

2009-10-19T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Roscommon

2009-10-16T02:00:00.002-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Sigerson Clifford

2009-10-16T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Ballycastle, Co. Mayo

2009-10-15T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Holy Cross Abbey, Co. Tipperary

2009-10-14T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Irish proverb

2009-10-13T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Dingle Penisula, Co. Kerry

2009-10-12T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Listowel, Co. Kerry

2009-10-10T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: The Hag of Beare

2009-10-09T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: West Cork

2009-10-08T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Clare

2009-10-07T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: County Kerry

2009-10-06T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Fanore, Co. Clare

2009-10-05T15:29:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Connemara

2009-10-03T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Pete McCarthy

2009-10-02T02:00:00.000-04:00

2009-10-01T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Portumna Forest Park, Co. Galway

2009-09-30T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Frederick Weatherly

2009-09-29T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Trim Castle, Co. Meath

2009-09-28T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Donegal

2009-09-26T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: John Millington Synge

2009-09-25T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Roundstone, Connemara

2009-09-24T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Connor Pass, Dingle Penisula

2009-09-23T15:19:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Cathal O Searcaigh

2009-09-22T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Connemara

2009-09-21T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Mayo

2009-09-19T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Sacheverell Sitwell

2009-09-18T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Tipperary

2009-09-17T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Gougane Barra, Co. Cork

2009-09-16T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Brendan Behan

2009-09-15T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Donegal

2009-09-14T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Connemara

2009-09-12T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Eavan Boland

2009-09-11T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Clare

2009-09-10T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Co. Mayo

2009-09-09T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - George Bernard Shaw

2009-09-08T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - River Fergus, County Clare

2009-09-07T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - Poulnabrone Dolman, Co. Clare

2009-09-05T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - Imelda Maguire

2009-09-04T02:00:00.001-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - Dingle, Co. Kerry

2009-09-03T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - Grafton Street, Dublin

2009-09-02T02:00:00.002-04:00

Today's Calendar Image - Raphael Holinshed

2009-09-01T08:17:00.000-04:00

Today's Calendar page: Connor Pass, Dingle Peninsula

2009-08-31T02:00:00.001-04:00