tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83655797338842408842024-02-07T04:32:46.884-08:00On the BallJanet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-88459970774900450702021-03-13T12:51:00.000-08:002021-03-13T12:51:16.708-08:00#21 Ireland Final<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAkdhhyphenhyphenuI9yDDi_-fRkD-QjJIK9aBMnjcTDUtVLt4-j2WYRU-WO2Q4WxOUlo_vji6nEm5BJM-727kDVzVWLSq8hNDCPUEEKyz0FccPbhk01gLlF9jo9HdiT29OLaD1pe7fPdtVtWdSpY/s400/5+Ireland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="188" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAkdhhyphenhyphenuI9yDDi_-fRkD-QjJIK9aBMnjcTDUtVLt4-j2WYRU-WO2Q4WxOUlo_vji6nEm5BJM-727kDVzVWLSq8hNDCPUEEKyz0FccPbhk01gLlF9jo9HdiT29OLaD1pe7fPdtVtWdSpY/s320/5+Ireland.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">#21<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ireland</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Final</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Our wish is that you've enjoyed taking a trip through
Ireland as much as we did. </p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The locations
were incredible and the people we met were always kind and in high
spirits.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Special thanks go to those
who took us around and showed us the REAL Ireland.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We hope STONE PUB will give you a glimpse of the real people
and spirit of the Emerald Isle.</p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Thank you all for
joining us on this quest.</p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-63537706231869849142021-03-07T09:50:00.003-08:002021-03-07T09:50:33.852-08:00#20 Dunamase, County Laois<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjni5bK7eWsS4mjDlWJRYhyphenhyphentuOW89e1eDm5jRZrFZgHjBGYfTeRDcxPbA_qp77ldhJJ_55d_Rob4nofddP4U-Yr8_wdId9Zyn5a82o4aiNSv9IZPj0nrPgZWPCwSosofOXCAm7qPOOBZiQ/s300/5+the+rock+of+Dunamase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="231" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjni5bK7eWsS4mjDlWJRYhyphenhyphentuOW89e1eDm5jRZrFZgHjBGYfTeRDcxPbA_qp77ldhJJ_55d_Rob4nofddP4U-Yr8_wdId9Zyn5a82o4aiNSv9IZPj0nrPgZWPCwSosofOXCAm7qPOOBZiQ/s0/5+the+rock+of+Dunamase.jpg" /></a></div></b><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Dunamase, County Laois<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">We
were on our way south-west to Milltown, County Kerry from Dublin when we came
across the Dunamase Castle. After the 10-hour plane ride, and sitting in the
car for 2 hours, we decided to stretch our legs.<b> </b></span><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> A short hike up the rocky outcrop took us
to the ruins of a castle. It was a defensive stronghold from the Hiberno-Norman
period dating back to the </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">late 12th century<span style="color: #202122;">. Though, the first known settlement on the rock was Masc’s Fort, an
early Christian settlement of the Viking from 842 AD.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXA_PdD1AIj7FByZbzKYd56IQUAC1JTJlbm-bP-gElsAW6MkI_BAaTtMS1gKfX45a3eca0ZQ_b5ltiMVxnpZ9JIWxldZW5c2UKqlNKybO-lei1JKXGLBIYdJmqC0ithWTmvgMNVqe0YY/s300/5+castle+at+daytime.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="219" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXA_PdD1AIj7FByZbzKYd56IQUAC1JTJlbm-bP-gElsAW6MkI_BAaTtMS1gKfX45a3eca0ZQ_b5ltiMVxnpZ9JIWxldZW5c2UKqlNKybO-lei1JKXGLBIYdJmqC0ithWTmvgMNVqe0YY/s0/5+castle+at+daytime.JPG" /></a></div><span style="color: #202122;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The weather was beautiful. One of the few clear days we experienced in Ireland, but
windy and brutally cold. NO RAIN!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxM7iZdpA__t0ltG9hW-ndcSlLQBDx44Gry06H5r6smmUaSZpFr-7QEdaJglogUfiJVglhZVPTakpNEzTrXhoncntl3gJlgv1jA98aBth3q2TJWcO8yEdj8tA4QplEeWfnyBT_gvfyXbs/s300/5+Castle+at+night.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="290" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxM7iZdpA__t0ltG9hW-ndcSlLQBDx44Gry06H5r6smmUaSZpFr-7QEdaJglogUfiJVglhZVPTakpNEzTrXhoncntl3gJlgv1jA98aBth3q2TJWcO8yEdj8tA4QplEeWfnyBT_gvfyXbs/s0/5+Castle+at+night.JPG" /></a></div><span style="color: #202122; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><span> </span>As
we walked among the ruins, and taking in the breathtaking view, immediately
scenes of surveillance came to mind. We could see for miles from the rock and
spying became an intricate part of Stone Pub.</span><p></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-15383516165126703512021-02-27T12:33:00.002-08:002021-02-27T12:33:11.851-08:00#19 Kenmare Lace, Kenmare, County Kerry<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliqfcva2IMITJfvnMx2ADvXWYnVDdCsyHGunG4jVSCQCPMasMFz2Kw2v7vSSCvxZyb1YbAHVVMbWXpZyIWgLQdUs2I3ZK11xhk5PQuOhx5FCvKHfXT_q3yp_n3FWMn5OkI2lxZJbXd-U/s346/5+cover.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="181" data-original-width="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliqfcva2IMITJfvnMx2ADvXWYnVDdCsyHGunG4jVSCQCPMasMFz2Kw2v7vSSCvxZyb1YbAHVVMbWXpZyIWgLQdUs2I3ZK11xhk5PQuOhx5FCvKHfXT_q3yp_n3FWMn5OkI2lxZJbXd-U/s320/5+cover.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Kenmare Lace</b></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;">We
visited the Emerald Isle in 2014 and fell in love with the country and its
people. From these experiences, we developed a plot, a mystery, and some great
characters for our novel.</span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutN-c8KJtJeCrjIwGG1lBCws7WjscK5Vgp84HDT4ygpDmFhcWFtF9EcxBzWcCTLt6E-uYaCV_wt3r2kwBIFZcuKzow32iWqWAw_75DJKqah9QDtyrocHoSsVFOGebKvBePrOLL8KeD6A/s353/5+tebanacle+veil+1911.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="353" data-original-width="250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutN-c8KJtJeCrjIwGG1lBCws7WjscK5Vgp84HDT4ygpDmFhcWFtF9EcxBzWcCTLt6E-uYaCV_wt3r2kwBIFZcuKzow32iWqWAw_75DJKqah9QDtyrocHoSsVFOGebKvBePrOLL8KeD6A/s320/5+tebanacle+veil+1911.PNG" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Irish lace</span><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> has been an important part of the Irish needlework
tradition. Both needlepoint and Bobbin-Lace were made in Ireland before the middle
of the eighteenth century. Kenmare Lace</span><span style="color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> is
sometimes called needle-lace to distinguish it from canvas needlepoint. </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGL_MVqwAiVVn612zlJLZeNRzBrjaKodX1TCGc4VpWR_GuVUFKYK-m_e7ldwM-kXXZUJY89K8ZqFSjtH1wEj8feYGo59VZxmJ9f6ZfZZMHboYbA3nKm61aCos_H0m2pHMinnKgmwyXo4/s388/Lace+2.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="388" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirGL_MVqwAiVVn612zlJLZeNRzBrjaKodX1TCGc4VpWR_GuVUFKYK-m_e7ldwM-kXXZUJY89K8ZqFSjtH1wEj8feYGo59VZxmJ9f6ZfZZMHboYbA3nKm61aCos_H0m2pHMinnKgmwyXo4/s320/Lace+2.PNG" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">While we were in
Kenmare, County Kerry</span><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> (meaning
"head of the sea", referring to the head of Kenmare Bay) we heard
about Kenmare Lace.<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span> The story goes
that the Poor Clare Sisters Convent1864 founded a lace-working industry. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They trained the local women to make the lace
and soon Kenmare Lace became known worldwide.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWD_EFo6zli1J0xlOg8q-t9Bq5nJR9up7TVhCYcFiKm_37TCqVgSUu3XFDV7CglCXh-hIAzSHD6onuuAWL2nA1WUaK96WvcdDjjmcHiG6iuNCeBLIYiM1LZ62M5a_2iUiqM33o3hskyr4/s423/5+lace+4.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="423" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWD_EFo6zli1J0xlOg8q-t9Bq5nJR9up7TVhCYcFiKm_37TCqVgSUu3XFDV7CglCXh-hIAzSHD6onuuAWL2nA1WUaK96WvcdDjjmcHiG6iuNCeBLIYiM1LZ62M5a_2iUiqM33o3hskyr4/s320/5+lace+4.PNG" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="background: white; color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In 1960 the factory was closed and the
technique of making the lace was lost.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>However, it was revived in 1989. This came about when a local woman approached
the nuns to ask them to teach lace making to the locals and the co-op was born.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .25in;"><span style="color: #202122; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">After hearing the story and visiting the town we had to include
Kenmare Lace in our book.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-5375315594303540682021-02-20T11:18:00.000-08:002021-02-20T11:18:02.089-08:00# 18 Church of Mary, Star of the Sea<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-e0VwzOKuoL1OatUqz0aroKFnwILhgDTeNjgDlIOiAWIsymhqJ7pjd04mrVMOle9LhjU7OtBwcw5jKy5zN83Xt2Zt292k634LDBYXxRXs99Qk4F3ToGI5DRmuveFv10ThQnQAKx4HatU/s300/2+Churchof+Mary%252C+Star.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="212" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-e0VwzOKuoL1OatUqz0aroKFnwILhgDTeNjgDlIOiAWIsymhqJ7pjd04mrVMOle9LhjU7OtBwcw5jKy5zN83Xt2Zt292k634LDBYXxRXs99Qk4F3ToGI5DRmuveFv10ThQnQAKx4HatU/s0/2+Churchof+Mary%252C+Star.PNG" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Church of
Mary, Star of the Sea</b></span></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>We were in
Kilcorhane, County Cork Easter week.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
peeked into a church as parishioners were decorating for Easter Sunday, the
next day. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>It began
to rain so we stopped in Church of Mary, Star of the Sera to stay dry.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYUZeYCJPeUunO79W7NbC62a3pto_v1jK_oJSAYVXY7ghGTSaD9KQ64aKa1glsxq8TvYgn6U23qMrOpGzD4I2AQmLazYXgwfXSSBLcjHeD9i3BIQ9RJk1CM9lcLDASgiUJ4jjNKwGoZU/s404/1+Church+of+Mary%252C+Star+of+the+Sea.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="404" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkYUZeYCJPeUunO79W7NbC62a3pto_v1jK_oJSAYVXY7ghGTSaD9KQ64aKa1glsxq8TvYgn6U23qMrOpGzD4I2AQmLazYXgwfXSSBLcjHeD9i3BIQ9RJk1CM9lcLDASgiUJ4jjNKwGoZU/s320/1+Church+of+Mary%252C+Star+of+the+Sea.PNG" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Just
before it rained we took a lovely walk along the rim of the forest and a few
feet in. As we walked, I imagined Errol Flynn, as Robin Hood, in his stance on
a tree branch and say, "Welcome to Sherwood Forest"... it was that
dense and the trees that tall. On our way back from the forest we passed over a
small footbridge above a wide, clear running stream. The bottom of the stream was
lined by large stones. We stopped to enjoy the trickling sound of the water.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As we
waited in the church, marveling at the quaint altar and nave, we came up with a scene for the book, including the forest, stream, and church.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6pKW96iNh2gIhsIoG8nuP7EeAzCb0PLu2wcfw4UlHotGgYcnfviNnbEqtPv-AxjCRcFmuUzl2NYk1-rjwKmyK_9l2VmBTEBE8O0DN2VJ5B-Pc5ml5wskXwurcdg4qVinXDiSmg1Ev5zg/s452/5+robin+hood.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="452" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6pKW96iNh2gIhsIoG8nuP7EeAzCb0PLu2wcfw4UlHotGgYcnfviNnbEqtPv-AxjCRcFmuUzl2NYk1-rjwKmyK_9l2VmBTEBE8O0DN2VJ5B-Pc5ml5wskXwurcdg4qVinXDiSmg1Ev5zg/s320/5+robin+hood.PNG" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>We noticed
the that the rain on the west coast always came with fierce winds, dark, heavy
clouds and a fresh fragrance in the air.</span><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-18305033591115451802021-02-17T08:07:00.002-08:002021-02-17T08:07:59.408-08:00#17 Ring of Kerry<p style="background: white; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">Before we left for Ireland,
EVERYONE told us to be sure to see the Ring of Kerry. Since we were visiting
Will’s cousin in the southwest of Ireland, we decided to see what this was all
about. We left the village of Milltown and took the 111-mile circular tour
through the Ring in the Iveragh Peninsula. It's a winding road along the coast
and through mountains, and around lakes. There were a lot of mysterious ancient
rings, churches, and forts on the grassy hillsides.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 6.0pt;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJE-MkEbY1qaU5398fdFsvGzdnr_3TeWOkOE-0yWbTk9HClISWGZqkLFHDBqUdx699PemwSVAKi56CjIz6Uj2uV761wXGXf5rVQjDO9ZdFrMZEkR064SDpVhOH4_JoUHJI204X1s8r9Sw/s533/5+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="220" data-original-width="533" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJE-MkEbY1qaU5398fdFsvGzdnr_3TeWOkOE-0yWbTk9HClISWGZqkLFHDBqUdx699PemwSVAKi56CjIz6Uj2uV761wXGXf5rVQjDO9ZdFrMZEkR064SDpVhOH4_JoUHJI204X1s8r9Sw/w400-h165/5+cover.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">The best way we can describe this day-long trip is
Magical!</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">And we have to say, it was the
Ring of Kerry that pulled together the idea of a mystery, STONE PUB on the
Emerald Isle.</span> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNxta-aLXGB9-p8Ta2xQwmcenT93YyrZ7XAMuED0PKmKKjdcRecQHZc1TvYABCyQYsU-YzbFmcPunUSfjjalE3MBcxaTRKyJ5esDowgM7VPoVe7Kf27eb3D8DTtetzooByz37vVr3Oic/s300/5+Dingle+Town.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="264" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNxta-aLXGB9-p8Ta2xQwmcenT93YyrZ7XAMuED0PKmKKjdcRecQHZc1TvYABCyQYsU-YzbFmcPunUSfjjalE3MBcxaTRKyJ5esDowgM7VPoVe7Kf27eb3D8DTtetzooByz37vVr3Oic/s0/5+Dingle+Town.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-83172246774244774762021-02-06T10:43:00.002-08:002021-02-06T10:43:50.132-08:00# 16 St. Finian's Bay, Glen Church and cemetery<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71NsyWl9ID_Fd3VT7lNqq5Yq3pidJahDFrMdFuCmSQ9rDbU3pEW7EhYWUbnX29IdZ-2HSVbqoxuSU4ZI2FERDUzufpfKUcVc-gB5kCka5zSWApMYa-BFJiFd4anM14CeFSdm0Fz7m0OQ/s400/5+church+ruins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="269" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71NsyWl9ID_Fd3VT7lNqq5Yq3pidJahDFrMdFuCmSQ9rDbU3pEW7EhYWUbnX29IdZ-2HSVbqoxuSU4ZI2FERDUzufpfKUcVc-gB5kCka5zSWApMYa-BFJiFd4anM14CeFSdm0Fz7m0OQ/s320/5+church+ruins.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">St. Finian's Bay, Glen Church, and Cemetery</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">On our drive
through The Ring of Kerry, in southwestern Ireland. we stopped at an
interesting ruin of a church and cemetery with rolling mountains on one side and a
beautiful bay on the other. Sheep were feeding on the pasture surrounding the
medieval site.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is called the Glen
Church Ruin.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4sQT_ePVBj645ThUMS91U39tx-s39JBcyOp0f8sBDe_40ZEzg6nP9KhJv39eqmMqLi_P0_fxzS0ieIcWUldrHFfE5Ur1CHCwvIIJPUR0qvKTy0D4XPzW7laBzzpjnQFxfhhreBGudIs/s400/5+view+from+cemetery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="260" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4sQT_ePVBj645ThUMS91U39tx-s39JBcyOp0f8sBDe_40ZEzg6nP9KhJv39eqmMqLi_P0_fxzS0ieIcWUldrHFfE5Ur1CHCwvIIJPUR0qvKTy0D4XPzW7laBzzpjnQFxfhhreBGudIs/s320/5+view+from+cemetery.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><span> </span>The sky
was gray. The wind and drizzling rain were freezing cold and could blow you
over </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">the cliff </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">if you weren't sure-footed. Looking seaward
from the cemetery, we could see a charming, small bay, St Finian's Bay. It was
a shame we couldn't find out anything more about the history of this ruin site.
We did learn that it was built during the medieval time...by hand! Those who toiled
in this horrendous weather would have been very hearty, indeed, especially
carrying the supplies up and down the rock-strewn hills.</span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRV8GHhJCyWJiT4gaI4wsA2rifV9O1SK4UQAKEQoyj3lQ8ioP7urqX9TFwrhyKOGxNHUSasJe-823VGJqeeIa1I4rBYYKoBhIwI1P-FQg4uwMOw-ZlwP_eyhsTa4yFpN65VaU04i0xFs/s465/5+close+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRV8GHhJCyWJiT4gaI4wsA2rifV9O1SK4UQAKEQoyj3lQ8ioP7urqX9TFwrhyKOGxNHUSasJe-823VGJqeeIa1I4rBYYKoBhIwI1P-FQg4uwMOw-ZlwP_eyhsTa4yFpN65VaU04i0xFs/s320/5+close+up.jpg" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;">We were told the howling
winds and dampness apparently were pretty normal for this area. We talked about
the eeriness of the church and cemetery during dinner that night. If only the
rock walls could talk!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-WGXaeK5EnTKn0qYb4iOYv2d2pfwR9NAB_VkKseM5n95xtT8CcSkFZ4Rp1PnDUcz8-21LXLBUJJQSz4ztykdWd6yO0gBzq2hebP7I6YF1WcA5ZHug7p5rxalU3AkBPxcrcJw-Fd-qq8/s400/5+glen+cemetary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="310" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-WGXaeK5EnTKn0qYb4iOYv2d2pfwR9NAB_VkKseM5n95xtT8CcSkFZ4Rp1PnDUcz8-21LXLBUJJQSz4ztykdWd6yO0gBzq2hebP7I6YF1WcA5ZHug7p5rxalU3AkBPxcrcJw-Fd-qq8/s320/5+glen+cemetary.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: left;">We came up with a fantastic way of using a church
ruin site for a scene with our characters in Stone Pub.</span></div></div><p></p><br /><p></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-26073572282189124292021-01-30T11:40:00.000-08:002021-01-30T11:40:21.944-08:00#15 Dark Hedges <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtknrbG4XOioCor_3jf3stBM2kGHcdcp-vjlEPrpCKdwsiZdcXNGRmPI00blouaZrhcyq7EPn4g2IStcc2Ox7DlAZVsjpEJLL733a0mE7O6uAu7epQEJeypJ0KeZQvDGTkHFh-0A9ui6E/s300/5+car+chase.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="224" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtknrbG4XOioCor_3jf3stBM2kGHcdcp-vjlEPrpCKdwsiZdcXNGRmPI00blouaZrhcyq7EPn4g2IStcc2Ox7DlAZVsjpEJLL733a0mE7O6uAu7epQEJeypJ0KeZQvDGTkHFh-0A9ui6E/s0/5+car+chase.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Dark Hedges</span></b><o:p style="font-size: 14pt;"></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> We spent
three days in County Antrim, Northern Ireland. This held special interest for
us because this is where Janet’s father's family is from. It was an amazing place!
We drove through <span style="background: white; color: #202122; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Dark Hedges</span><span style="background: white; color: #202122;">, an
avenue of beech trees along Bregagh Road between Arnoy and Stanocum in
County Antrim. The trees form a tunnel that has been featured in the television
series <i>Game of Thrones-</i>The Kings Road. Even on a sunny day, the dark tunnel formed
by the trees sends chills through us. </span>The pasture surrounding the path
was vast, green, and hilly. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91R49nFbsS5AVnPFpBIBbWs0JSBG3SbsL-lmqp8a2FfjAUwO_0aoS5jYJZ2YEP16Z-79ackNPNVRHp4nppVjJ87gpmzNQNwAzJgAN-t32dGWn_S9UF-Un1aF9ckzbDAVOZ3oGZpCgf2k/s300/5+dark+hedges.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="221" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91R49nFbsS5AVnPFpBIBbWs0JSBG3SbsL-lmqp8a2FfjAUwO_0aoS5jYJZ2YEP16Z-79ackNPNVRHp4nppVjJ87gpmzNQNwAzJgAN-t32dGWn_S9UF-Un1aF9ckzbDAVOZ3oGZpCgf2k/s0/5+dark+hedges.JPG" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">We found out that in 1775, one hundred and fifty years
ago, the Beech trees were planted for an
entrance to an estate.<span style="background: white; color: #202122;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSFWCmuIiuDapcBE_iDR1Jf2tcBXZrdNelnkr3Jv3uDDAK4lqubGl6Z6Xc-CLNyKGHZtG3ZMQrxS-FdrSi5DzyZ-k53Ey7rjrSLMMAi_tB_LKs2woXw_JrHQi_KnIeP0vrLg0nCHpN6E/s300/5+The+Kings+Road.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="181" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBSFWCmuIiuDapcBE_iDR1Jf2tcBXZrdNelnkr3Jv3uDDAK4lqubGl6Z6Xc-CLNyKGHZtG3ZMQrxS-FdrSi5DzyZ-k53Ey7rjrSLMMAi_tB_LKs2woXw_JrHQi_KnIeP0vrLg0nCHpN6E/s0/5+The+Kings+Road.JPG" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> Six years after our trip we referred back to this eerie road as the setting for a car chase in
our book. <span style="background: white; color: #202122;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-37142181435613240352021-01-23T09:59:00.001-08:002021-01-23T09:59:27.943-08:00#14 Castle Ross<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ7NexqcpYddT5EYx2WNiMi_4qgFVnrhwmBo5w8561ngMU5nRA9YOTgde4Q5G6xz5RCUdeKe2lgMNzttYNqNkswMg43sXyCVSnmxFNzYUeKHEW3tFxWV8DvNGl8uEX4A8qxuXv1YQjYRo/s400/5+castle+ross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ7NexqcpYddT5EYx2WNiMi_4qgFVnrhwmBo5w8561ngMU5nRA9YOTgde4Q5G6xz5RCUdeKe2lgMNzttYNqNkswMg43sXyCVSnmxFNzYUeKHEW3tFxWV8DvNGl8uEX4A8qxuXv1YQjYRo/s320/5+castle+ross.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="background: white; margin-right: 14.15pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><b>Castle
Ross</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; margin-right: 14.15pt;"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>In
County Kerry, Ireland we stopped to investigate the massive Castle Ross. It</span><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"> was built sometime before 1652 on
the shore of Lough Leane in Killarney. It is the ancestral home of the Chiefs
of the O'Donoghue Clan, later owned by the Brownes of Killarney.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"> It is considered to be a classic example of an Irish
Chieftain’s stronghold during the Middle Ages. The formidable walls fronting
the lough must’ve seemed impenetrable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We could imagine arrows raining down on hapless invaders from the
highest ramparts.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; margin-right: 14.15pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>A few days before we arrived, a large
storm hit the area, so things were still pretty well "soaked" The
castle was open but the lines of visitors were extremely long. So, we decided
to stretch our legs and took a walk along the lough (lake)!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was beautiful. The water was still,
surrounded by tall trees and the sky was a light gray with no sun (typical of
southwest Ireland.) As we walked we came across some century-old trees that
were blown down by the fierce winds from the storms. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; margin-right: 14.15pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;">Immediately
we got the idea to "secret" some information. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; margin-right: 14.15pt;"><span style="color: #535353; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 16.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-43817776094176740362021-01-17T08:29:00.005-08:002021-01-17T08:31:11.577-08:00#13 Carrickfergus Castle <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQh5HtdWX4tYhZZSRrtmV99PBB074Ax-ksftfXGbjRp0ltcTInfkT-oo-v1Ai4BVOu1unckzBJz-RY4H38DbFVJIkJCJVL-Q3padYch5PCVOKfYdoLFQE9W5jDk14CoUUrwGLwANJalY/s400/5+castle.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="359" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQh5HtdWX4tYhZZSRrtmV99PBB074Ax-ksftfXGbjRp0ltcTInfkT-oo-v1Ai4BVOu1unckzBJz-RY4H38DbFVJIkJCJVL-Q3padYch5PCVOKfYdoLFQE9W5jDk14CoUUrwGLwANJalY/s320/5+castle.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="background: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #333333;"><b>Carrickfe</b><o:p></o:p></span><b style="color: #333333;">rgus Castle</b></span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"> </span></span></p><p style="background: white; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large; mso-spacerun: yes;"><b>County Antrim</b></span></span></p>
<p style="background: white;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;">While in County Antrim, Northern Ireland, we took
in a tour of Carrickfergus Castle. It was founded in 1177 by John de Courcy, an
Anglo-Norman knight who led military expeditions into Ulster, in northern
Ireland. It is reported to be one of the most complete examples of Norman
architecture in Northern Ireland. </span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; color: #202122; font-size: 14pt;">Besieged in
turn by </span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; font-size: 14pt;">the Scottish</span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; font-size: 14pt;">,<span style="color: #202122;"> native Irish, English, and French, the castle played an
important military role.</span></span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEzgke8e3tWyfUMQfJgt26R_Ztk1zq2P0mx_lb2FnfoflD12IrsUBz1hizGk2TG4l2HMOE4K5wbQ55KgZPgsrgyUok_-INrKYMTy0mJntQ0mXUE939arn8mVBR_baTEsy7UTBL0Kn0jY/s400/5+interior+of+castle.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="271" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEzgke8e3tWyfUMQfJgt26R_Ztk1zq2P0mx_lb2FnfoflD12IrsUBz1hizGk2TG4l2HMOE4K5wbQ55KgZPgsrgyUok_-INrKYMTy0mJntQ0mXUE939arn8mVBR_baTEsy7UTBL0Kn0jY/s320/5+interior+of+castle.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;">During</span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;">WW1 the castle was an army garrison.</span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;">Great Britain took over the castle in 1928
and began restoring it. With the outbreak of WW II, it functioned as an air-raid shelter.</span><p></p>
<p style="background: white;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>It
was amazing to tour the castle as it was completely restored. The inner rooms,
the Keep, and Chapel along with towers and battery was amazing. They had life-size
mannequins dressed in period clothes depicting the work they performed in each area/room.
We were amazed by the Great Hall, where,
historically, the Baron and Baroness received guests. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="background: white;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtzxVwfWxinWTOTH8-3pd0cWktIIxInu_tv3dKHrnB7bFahkq6o9eYWbGfNfNOvAWWWg-nT045CrQUrr864iVfG7ehzESpiVYNRVNFtWB5jJN38sN0IXOKLDRjr1osBnm2sp3wsT0vmbY/s400/5+aerial+view.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="289" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtzxVwfWxinWTOTH8-3pd0cWktIIxInu_tv3dKHrnB7bFahkq6o9eYWbGfNfNOvAWWWg-nT045CrQUrr864iVfG7ehzESpiVYNRVNFtWB5jJN38sN0IXOKLDRjr1osBnm2sp3wsT0vmbY/s320/5+aerial+view.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span> </span> </span><p></p><p style="background: white;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 14pt;">This
tour gave us a real sense of what daily life was like for the owners of the
castle.</span></p>
<p style="background: white;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;">As an added note:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Over the weekend of January 13 and 14,
2018, the castle </span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;">was transformed into Hogwarts and was the Mecca for those two days
for all those who followed Harry Potter.</span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-83128728017324294232021-01-09T10:21:00.003-08:002021-01-17T08:30:00.034-08:00#12 The Sheep of Ireland<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAkpHZopy5WkSHZnjsctqgWu31xj7r2xYWj2MHkcphBgFjw-zf1ieCA89DyagSTkzXLj8tJcghZZkXX66EJkhL_7NWYMvfFjI7reGwr1nM23KgsKtt8kzDUmH-FllRRxcWb0pNQLHP48/s300/5+sheep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="224" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhAkpHZopy5WkSHZnjsctqgWu31xj7r2xYWj2MHkcphBgFjw-zf1ieCA89DyagSTkzXLj8tJcghZZkXX66EJkhL_7NWYMvfFjI7reGwr1nM23KgsKtt8kzDUmH-FllRRxcWb0pNQLHP48/s0/5+sheep.jpg" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"> The Sheep</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Throughout Ireland, herds of sheep can be found dotting
the landscape, in some places making the fields, appears covered in snowballs.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As we
traveled west into the less populated
areas of the countryside, the herds became larger and more frequent. It’s not
uncommon for flocks of sheep, and their shepherds to hold up traffic as they
saunter along and across the narrow roads. The sheep may occasionally look up
at the cars or break away from the herd to scan your car or even come up to the
car window and greet you. They were friendly animals, always looking at
travelers, bleating, and enjoying tourists.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3VNwggmACmbih5lcjVW1bvijofNOmDnmp1rSnbSgvTDss-2nsQW9-iQwyBNfez9e4XxW9OgSTgSLFPxOxrlWmYskGLkZVSHNKuNxitjEfoJrrgFQ8jXKtgXo0UO2d0lo8dYb4cQMjEo/s400/5+sheep+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="302" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3VNwggmACmbih5lcjVW1bvijofNOmDnmp1rSnbSgvTDss-2nsQW9-iQwyBNfez9e4XxW9OgSTgSLFPxOxrlWmYskGLkZVSHNKuNxitjEfoJrrgFQ8jXKtgXo0UO2d0lo8dYb4cQMjEo/s320/5+sheep+2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The
Ring of Kerry we came across a very narrow road carved out of the side of a
hill. We rounded a curve and suddenly, only a few feet from the road, the side
of the cliff was straight down. We weren’t sure if we were going to end up over
the side until we saw a sign telling us the road we were on was called
"Goat’s Pass.” That explained it all! Though it was difficult to think of
sheep or goats, with their shepherds, straddling the hillside on that narrow
road not falling off the cliff!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwJ_vap91o_8KqlT9tk2RFUcl7xltDDbgeS0HdNd7YayGG1uF6-IylO8q8cmDckzpIIdEOvt_bbnEubvIboOUMHBZufnbHM_qDxgO-j6RKKAe34y1q-aBIgzet4jd9-RU_JhZutIpgpk/s300/5+goats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwJ_vap91o_8KqlT9tk2RFUcl7xltDDbgeS0HdNd7YayGG1uF6-IylO8q8cmDckzpIIdEOvt_bbnEubvIboOUMHBZufnbHM_qDxgO-j6RKKAe34y1q-aBIgzet4jd9-RU_JhZutIpgpk/s0/5+goats.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-2547003034414845442021-01-05T08:04:00.001-08:002021-01-05T08:04:32.219-08:00 #11 Blasket Island<p> </p><p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDsR85aa3lxEu7N-N-1aPGIH8UgiKpxf6BIkuTqOKZwvFjoSlGwEkipSZwPDeHtO6cYtKxoxpYdD1yDEAJStXlNHcD42_VIwSwcZLGE20ygmNpLxuJ-JPxJdw4j5ZjN6V-aBfE0lnMrhs/s400/5+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="238" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDsR85aa3lxEu7N-N-1aPGIH8UgiKpxf6BIkuTqOKZwvFjoSlGwEkipSZwPDeHtO6cYtKxoxpYdD1yDEAJStXlNHcD42_VIwSwcZLGE20ygmNpLxuJ-JPxJdw4j5ZjN6V-aBfE0lnMrhs/s320/5+cover.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Blasket Island</span></b></span></p></blockquote></blockquote>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> In the
extreme southwest of Ireland we found the Blasket Centre in Dún Chaoin. It’s
situated on the bleak tip of the Dingle Peninsula in County Kerry. The Centre (museum/visitor center) honors the
people who lived on Great Blasket Island, three miles off the coast of the
Dingle Peninsula. The last residents abandoned the island in 1956. The Centre
overlooks the six Blasket islands, with Great Blasket Island being the largest.
<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdz2PVBhIRvqwGAJHICKKlmFW3WfaYmXnYSqeN7dqRZG3nXJP5Q0kdySn6KvgrB6DPC-ZcteWBrDlU-eZeuq8piSmVMY3ExjEhp21SusTs5ewcdWpEkCD3222RRlZUJOP5cFSabQSBwE/s400/5+boat+landing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="329" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdz2PVBhIRvqwGAJHICKKlmFW3WfaYmXnYSqeN7dqRZG3nXJP5Q0kdySn6KvgrB6DPC-ZcteWBrDlU-eZeuq8piSmVMY3ExjEhp21SusTs5ewcdWpEkCD3222RRlZUJOP5cFSabQSBwE/s320/5+boat+landing.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> When we
visited the center, the dark gray sky, fierce wind, and biting cold sleet made
walking to and from the parking lot difficult. This is where we got the scenes
of our characters walking into fierce headwinds.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> The Centre
features displays and artifacts offering a heartwarming remembrance of those
hardy Irish people who called the barren island home for many years. <span style="color: #202122;">Because of their isolation,</span> and the fact they were
completely Irish-speaking, <span style="color: #202122;">the islanders became the subject of much anthropological and linguistic studies.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSP4g1TzXqhai2lj3EsMOqJr0e80HkFu5UK4d4QeRTUCnhOZ6RRehQGXp1Dy8giH1JFTFKnIIww49VvT349IfCwnaFyYt2ydB34Y1nRJTa5CHUsL8Hns0REYh34xZRPae8h-sYGhkRx0g/s400/5+ruins+of+Great+Blasket+Island.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="276" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSP4g1TzXqhai2lj3EsMOqJr0e80HkFu5UK4d4QeRTUCnhOZ6RRehQGXp1Dy8giH1JFTFKnIIww49VvT349IfCwnaFyYt2ydB34Y1nRJTa5CHUsL8Hns0REYh34xZRPae8h-sYGhkRx0g/s320/5+ruins+of+Great+Blasket+Island.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"> Those same strong people raised families
there, but the older people were the last to be reluctantly evacuated, having
to abandon their dreams of watching their grandchildren play and grow up on the
island</span>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-82854097415012771732020-12-05T11:01:00.000-08:002020-12-05T11:01:14.832-08:00#10 Trinitarian Abbey, Adare<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-YWWosvpTh0qLEuI8hHlGDxKqF9F1xjisFcrtbExVST1z79N4kjgv9Hv4AS2WXmPOJzoRLruHZSPVx-ljY67uDgB9MHnxhCpiYA_ockrozl0vjio-DAN865JBzdyRCvRrOEDJeYScp0/s400/5+Trinitarian+Abbey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="289" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4-YWWosvpTh0qLEuI8hHlGDxKqF9F1xjisFcrtbExVST1z79N4kjgv9Hv4AS2WXmPOJzoRLruHZSPVx-ljY67uDgB9MHnxhCpiYA_ockrozl0vjio-DAN865JBzdyRCvRrOEDJeYScp0/s320/5+Trinitarian+Abbey.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Trinitarian Abbey, Adare</span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text1;">Driving
through the pouring rain to Dublin, we stopped to stretch our legs in the
village of Adare, in County Limerick. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgql6vv8Magidju0ZhoB2IUsrcdKORTU-Ut48lGvPeZlNFtCscOn1ti4LvFIPGe5kKFmkJVbCmKHu0NpL8nIkgOZfoMGWKb9W9r8_Q29OKnWj7rDfl1viZh_ISttm1wg3BYxEFZudXbHKQ/s400/5+road+sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="345" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgql6vv8Magidju0ZhoB2IUsrcdKORTU-Ut48lGvPeZlNFtCscOn1ti4LvFIPGe5kKFmkJVbCmKHu0NpL8nIkgOZfoMGWKb9W9r8_Q29OKnWj7rDfl1viZh_ISttm1wg3BYxEFZudXbHKQ/s320/5+road+sign.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Looking out our car window, we saw the
Holy Trinity Abbey Church, founded in 1226. We figured the Abbey would be dry
inside and we would be able to walk around without getting soaked. As with
almost every place we’ve encountered in Ireland, it was an amazing place. In
fact, the 1856 restoration kept a portion of the original medieval nave! The
original eight hundred-year-old stone walls and timber ceilings still stand in
sharp contrast to the later additions. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>We read all the plaques and other
information posted around, outlining the history of the abbey. We could feel
the history of the building as we touched the walls and breathed in the air. The
fact that so many important things occurred under the spots where we stood gave
us chills. These feelings, which we put in our book, would hopefully accompany our
characters as they travel through the country in search of the truth for
Patrick Lyons..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="background: white; line-height: 19.2pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-themecolor: text1;"> To see more of the inside of the church
click below.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><a href="http://monastic.ie/history/adare-trinitarian-abbey/">http://monastic.ie/history/adare-trinitarian-abbey/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-47207588543837519312020-12-01T11:32:00.004-08:002020-12-01T11:33:43.097-08:00#9 Milltown, County Kerry<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 115%;"><b>Milltown, County Kerry</b></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><br /></span></span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRlIwK1o6r5_X8G-zZhpsqW9oJLqRh_tMr-wxFSA2uK4nMu4gzY1-CJu7T8G9NrKxjSodkucYqlcnxwQE-_-ySHW_9SRMHtTe6D4RHm6r_9tKNLBOCcHQ3Iv5aZP18BFlQxnsawScwIk/s400/5+Larkins+b.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="273" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRlIwK1o6r5_X8G-zZhpsqW9oJLqRh_tMr-wxFSA2uK4nMu4gzY1-CJu7T8G9NrKxjSodkucYqlcnxwQE-_-ySHW_9SRMHtTe6D4RHm6r_9tKNLBOCcHQ3Iv5aZP18BFlQxnsawScwIk/s320/5+Larkins+b.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><o:p></o:p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">We spent our first three days of our Ireland adventure in
Milltown, County Kerry, population, 928. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXt_P3lHrteDF9VuK64IanLcsUgYvWpGYGaYubMqMwpJ97Hf6LOvpKFv-ZUnnpVlkuVo0oz_U3IUIGzqh1CThHyutTfIogMzfxL6DygGkCq5WFictw8fnnidwjOEflEvPe_E9O9zrt4lc/s400/5+Larkins.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="264" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXt_P3lHrteDF9VuK64IanLcsUgYvWpGYGaYubMqMwpJ97Hf6LOvpKFv-ZUnnpVlkuVo0oz_U3IUIGzqh1CThHyutTfIogMzfxL6DygGkCq5WFictw8fnnidwjOEflEvPe_E9O9zrt4lc/s320/5+Larkins.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Milltown
is a small village with a huge Catholic Church. The B & B we stayed in was
upstairs from Larkin’s Pub. It was comfortable and warm. In the evening the
Larkin’s Pub came to life. During the week they had a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>jukebox (even though this was 2014) which
people played while enjoying a drink...or two...or three. Later in the evenings, there would be more people and lots of music. Occasionally, someone would bring
a guitar or another musical instrument and play old Irish songs. As noisy as it
was in the pub, it was dead quiet in our upstairs room. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ddZeGhyNE0NnaOkUQwahwwoHNTgIad4rXlaqL4tttU72bMekAUG7Z_CAr8TK3i_LlNT3dFyOdZ6e5ZXKMMD2vOdix4a48dE0HCt-B9ufMDhZS-ElJSodDuHeW7YptYc-Bwiu_FXncuY/s300/5+Tavern+2+%25282%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ddZeGhyNE0NnaOkUQwahwwoHNTgIad4rXlaqL4tttU72bMekAUG7Z_CAr8TK3i_LlNT3dFyOdZ6e5ZXKMMD2vOdix4a48dE0HCt-B9ufMDhZS-ElJSodDuHeW7YptYc-Bwiu_FXncuY/s0/5+Tavern+2+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Interesting
enough, throughout our travels, we stopped periodically to stretch our legs and
get either something warm to eat or, herb tea, or cold, bottled water.
Local pubs seemed to be the place to share news of the town or the world and
discuss politics or world affairs. Basically the hub of the town. The bigger
the town the more pubs and taverns.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When the
music was going full blast, the dance floors were crowded, shoulder to shoulder
(it was a small dance floor!). Then it hit us. This was a perfect place for a murder and body dump.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-7322048271333237162020-11-15T08:18:00.000-08:002020-11-15T08:18:37.232-08:00#8 Galgorm Hotel, Ballymena Castle/Theatre<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBINDJqLDebqFoIs7wMmtOXxKi69rvR432DIZdIGzOB495vFlBey6FVwnKgWJrHxar2ZoXnxPtsWPIlIig6_F9rG3RYUzQ7ZrE8Vgu-pSxhU57qdqbMh1VtkkLtti1DnTOB4rdjpQuX60/s400/5+theatre.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="267" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBINDJqLDebqFoIs7wMmtOXxKi69rvR432DIZdIGzOB495vFlBey6FVwnKgWJrHxar2ZoXnxPtsWPIlIig6_F9rG3RYUzQ7ZrE8Vgu-pSxhU57qdqbMh1VtkkLtti1DnTOB4rdjpQuX60/s320/5+theatre.JPG" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><br /></b><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Galgorm Hotel, Ballymena
Castle/Theatre</span></b></div><o:p></o:p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">As we arrived in Northern Ireland, we found the Galgorm Hotel,
Ballymena in County Antrim. It was a perfect place to stretch our legs. From
the front entrance, it appears to be a traditional country manor, but there is a
lot more to it than what is seen from the entrance. The gleaming white hotel is
beautifully decorated and welcoming since it is considered a resort. The vast
grounds are well manicured. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdg2NqhKvWJRfZJNZpYUoCF8NDYcv_M3qGyQWMT5P4oA2W92SdXRHV9lTPxqtcfhwtGaDml-zk4PdiZxHFYRmWVh9n11dgeOAW7u3y8OJR-0ROJppyES8qrscxcxoq8RWOCIFFznQdlrQ/s400/5+castle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="263" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdg2NqhKvWJRfZJNZpYUoCF8NDYcv_M3qGyQWMT5P4oA2W92SdXRHV9lTPxqtcfhwtGaDml-zk4PdiZxHFYRmWVh9n11dgeOAW7u3y8OJR-0ROJppyES8qrscxcxoq8RWOCIFFznQdlrQ/s320/5+castle.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>In our book, a murder takes place in the dressing room of
a theatre. This hotel and resort features a spa and golf, plus areas large enough
for weddings. It provides guests with almost anything they could want. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That inspired us to add a small, fictional
theater for the location where the first murder would be discovered.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The hotel
has a golf course, and on the 10th green is the Galgorm Castle on the grounds.
This ancient building is flooded with a history dating back to 1607 (some of it,
macabre).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The castle’s architecture is
described as Jacobean in style and through the years there have been many
owners, each with their own history.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>If you are
curious of the history of Galgorm Castle here is the link. It is fascinating!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><a href="http://www.galgormcastle.com/the-castle/"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">http://www.galgormcastle.com/the-castle/</span></a><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-87161936634308241872020-11-08T11:31:00.002-08:002020-11-08T11:31:44.080-08:00#7 Tracy's House/Office<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 115%;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikTp5IKVRWS-DuTFjQaqYN8lUp0UvYM7crmIJlWXbPNZpYrMLSlHO4FX9lUxMMoO_nMohYRyXBmZLjHF3M-RNSeVdQiBbFmSb6xIJei7fCX1K_CeJczBfCnqD4l8C09XXtnagy-OgIW4/s319/5+Tracys+Office001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="319" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikTp5IKVRWS-DuTFjQaqYN8lUp0UvYM7crmIJlWXbPNZpYrMLSlHO4FX9lUxMMoO_nMohYRyXBmZLjHF3M-RNSeVdQiBbFmSb6xIJei7fCX1K_CeJczBfCnqD4l8C09XXtnagy-OgIW4/s0/5+Tracys+Office001.jpg" /></a></b></span></div><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Tracy's House/Office</span></b><o:p style="font-size: 14pt;"></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">We decided to base Tracy Morton, our female protagonist, in
a beach community which we call, Bonita Beach. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>We took a
drive along the coast looking for the ideal house with a third-floor office and
a <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lookout balcony facing the ocean.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a beautiful southern California morning
(just as parts of so. California was beginning to reopen due to the quarantine).
We were lucky the beach traffic was still pretty light, and after a couple of
hours of driving and taking photographs of likely candidates, we found two
perfect houses. So, we combined the two houses, it was just as we envisioned.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As with
all of our books, we take field trips to find the perfect location/architecture for our scenes. We want to be sure they
fit the characters and locations of the story. Field trips are perfect for a
couple writing together.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-59494511158694558182020-10-17T09:28:00.003-07:002020-10-17T09:28:44.688-07:00#6 What is the difference between a Pub, Inn and Tavern in Ireland?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDzGuHRSYEgkDM2Xyc8C5XyNrTWaxEx92DEMj5O8cc7eZ7hE908cjRC1C8LtsP53iEyhGa9GP3zmkt1tUSysem6ArwOAqZ_lKc_a_OVCPbuf7GdcSrSOyBmO2zO9GnHTbCGICnWr7SR24/s400/5+ouitside+pub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="358" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDzGuHRSYEgkDM2Xyc8C5XyNrTWaxEx92DEMj5O8cc7eZ7hE908cjRC1C8LtsP53iEyhGa9GP3zmkt1tUSysem6ArwOAqZ_lKc_a_OVCPbuf7GdcSrSOyBmO2zO9GnHTbCGICnWr7SR24/s320/5+ouitside+pub.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>What is the
difference between a Pub, Inn, and Tavern in Ireland?</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The moment
we stepped off the plane in Dublin we were bombarded with ads for Pubs, Inns, and Taverns. Both of us scratched our heads and wondered what the difference
was. After all, they all served alcoholic drinks.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMcyk_DQKU60hFs_C7cG9hzM33ESCOBNN-Ss3ZibblElpGhboBSSOPDZRIn2lq18J6luJ7u_usUfUtwSsW0g3WPSljyD5Qd0_NLcwrTK58buZg3Dd2fr0IQJ3TmteS5KUfShVSnPK4DA/s402/5+pub+crowd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="402" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMcyk_DQKU60hFs_C7cG9hzM33ESCOBNN-Ss3ZibblElpGhboBSSOPDZRIn2lq18J6luJ7u_usUfUtwSsW0g3WPSljyD5Qd0_NLcwrTK58buZg3Dd2fr0IQJ3TmteS5KUfShVSnPK4DA/s320/5+pub+crowd.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>After a
few days, we figured it out. All of them serve alcoholic drinks and soft
drinks, but the difference was:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A TAVERN</span></b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
serves food as well as alcohol. They are also a place to do business, friends
meet for a meal or drinks, and families have lunch or dinner there.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A PUB</span></b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
(short for Public House) serves alcoholic drinks and soft drinks only. Food is
seldom served (usually snacks) and children are not permitted.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">AN
INN</span></b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
serves food, alcoholic drinks and soft drinks plus has lodgings. It is a place
to stay overnight, hold meetings, do business and families are welcome for all meals.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>After
visiting all three we were able to figure out what scenes were most
appropriately set in a pub, an inn, or tavern for our book, STONE PUB.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-63930225257416396692020-10-13T09:57:00.000-07:002020-10-13T09:57:01.052-07:00#5 The Mansion<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgt6tAG5V16mQVUoIHh3Z7lBTUxnmKlkwc08o0fKbGrvHFOBr4zn-_-dJjoOshuAlQP1Nd7Z0_iHIOIcTJFFOuPxsalElJ_sqiq59b1xZ6lybWlP5cvQhAC-YgScqe5AJnes4fd9M_YE/s300/5+mansion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="174" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgt6tAG5V16mQVUoIHh3Z7lBTUxnmKlkwc08o0fKbGrvHFOBr4zn-_-dJjoOshuAlQP1Nd7Z0_iHIOIcTJFFOuPxsalElJ_sqiq59b1xZ6lybWlP5cvQhAC-YgScqe5AJnes4fd9M_YE/s0/5+mansion.jpg" /></a></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The Mansion</span></p></blockquote>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As we began our novel we used the internet to search for
the perfect mansion and estate to stand in as Lyonsmaine Estate, the ancestral
home of our protagonist.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSPGp2VDTB12TdGUr4mOv7I2n_G3YJNI7jiPl_84TxUDEkrFxLbxfSGb-cmy4DFvrqU5gbyOdvZu1qj3t_gVQGuLebaAwiSwlUMzLfDoSy1MgfFjMeo6-Zlh3WL10Xmid-x7ERhKbLWI/s300/5+Mansion+house+gardens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtSPGp2VDTB12TdGUr4mOv7I2n_G3YJNI7jiPl_84TxUDEkrFxLbxfSGb-cmy4DFvrqU5gbyOdvZu1qj3t_gVQGuLebaAwiSwlUMzLfDoSy1MgfFjMeo6-Zlh3WL10Xmid-x7ERhKbLWI/s0/5+Mansion+house+gardens.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In our book, the
estate is located in the, now, Republic of Ireland. In our research, </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">we happened
across Kilmahon House, in County Cork. It was built in 1780.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoW48SgrARyJuy2uFxcj3kqpM6kDAY2jYgITskmRcTj2oKnBwxXpBgEDDmASR3fqRD3lD6NYf8ODEO8JsNGwWkF7iXAsVhXsyeMyMoE3mbm3qiasVXPv2UtPYwk-NpjEWKc2INc5KWJoA/s300/5+parlor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="172" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoW48SgrARyJuy2uFxcj3kqpM6kDAY2jYgITskmRcTj2oKnBwxXpBgEDDmASR3fqRD3lD6NYf8ODEO8JsNGwWkF7iXAsVhXsyeMyMoE3mbm3qiasVXPv2UtPYwk-NpjEWKc2INc5KWJoA/s0/5+parlor.JPG" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The three-story house is situated behind a stone wall.
The Celtic Sea can be seen from the top floors. The grounds around the house
are beautifully landscaped.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The video below gave us a tour of the house making it
easy to move our characters around the mansion and the estate grounds. This
worked perfectly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The Kilmahon House tour can be found below:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7afpTaguDas"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7afpTaguDas</span></a><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-90740481763581712812020-10-04T08:56:00.006-07:002020-10-04T09:00:01.117-07:00#4 Ballingeary, county Cork Church<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBKbm2GhD0ozX4NNQ_98aLxTNwSKm5XdvQ4b6ZkPClVl0_0sNsDo3-EYxRLwH5nOLpp8cFp7TdSMqRHccw6Bs_1KEalpkdyjnVoEyg8Pvinu9XMYUvQC8a8atLiUNn8KjSl3Ed5iwkIZs/s400/5+alter+and+church.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBKbm2GhD0ozX4NNQ_98aLxTNwSKm5XdvQ4b6ZkPClVl0_0sNsDo3-EYxRLwH5nOLpp8cFp7TdSMqRHccw6Bs_1KEalpkdyjnVoEyg8Pvinu9XMYUvQC8a8atLiUNn8KjSl3Ed5iwkIZs/s320/5+alter+and+church.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Ballingeary, County Cork Church</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>While at
Gougane Barra in Ballingeary, County Cork, we had lunch at the hotel. The hotel
restaurant was quaint and the food amazingly good. The lake behind the hotel
was lovely. Since it was cold and sunny we decided to go for a walk. We came
across a small stone church on the side of the lake that held maybe thirty people.
Its history dates back to 623AD!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>This is
where we came up with the idea of the church on the Lyonsmaine estate in our
book and its role in the mystery.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyV-Gy6B-1od9aPCgF6TF5DXxgcWBPtoshCDcMhMgxjGaQIeOnqt7gRyYOIJeRu06ZV1dBzedHP6oe0mn67ZtBfCHrLkYWAxjoXEOnrndzhDsFd9DMZpGVrNNX4Rdq1jerWmCfIe_8kvE/s300/5+hotel.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyV-Gy6B-1od9aPCgF6TF5DXxgcWBPtoshCDcMhMgxjGaQIeOnqt7gRyYOIJeRu06ZV1dBzedHP6oe0mn67ZtBfCHrLkYWAxjoXEOnrndzhDsFd9DMZpGVrNNX4Rdq1jerWmCfIe_8kvE/s0/5+hotel.JPG" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As we
traveled around Ireland we found churches dotted throughout the countryside that
has the most amazing histories.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the Republic
of Ireland, we found numerous abandoned stone churches. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many of these small churches held, at the
most, twenty or thirty worshippers. Though abandoned, many still had intact stained
glass windows. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">In the Republic of Ireland (south) we were surprised to find
so many empty or abandoned Anglican churches on the outskirts of towns. Yet the
Catholic Churches were old, and huge with incredible histories. Even the small
towns, hamlets, had good size Catholic churches.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When we
traveled to Northern Ireland, the Anglican Churches were everywhere, while the
Catholic churches were small, some abandoned.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>It is
amazing how the various places we visited spark our imagination.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-20718305969411726642020-09-26T14:06:00.000-07:002020-09-26T14:06:02.070-07:00#3 Traditional Irish Fare<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1g1le209fhb9-A5GnWX8l7DneoB-qFITALHjlVTf7-XwCGFEGsbXgaVNyknkD7jI6eWZuswFk2I-HT8P1bsnz4HTwPjW0qEpkH5bgeKDJXDCWiC48MKeaZVUyDa0-nPSB0IyNWxySuKc/s400/5+fireplace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="243" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1g1le209fhb9-A5GnWX8l7DneoB-qFITALHjlVTf7-XwCGFEGsbXgaVNyknkD7jI6eWZuswFk2I-HT8P1bsnz4HTwPjW0qEpkH5bgeKDJXDCWiC48MKeaZVUyDa0-nPSB0IyNWxySuKc/s320/5+fireplace.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Traditional Irish Fare </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQnGiuLtQja51CBJgt7GdkU0SKeWZ3t7tExYWoRLB9CLLz12bPoL8QuRSS6HTcGt4u87IPhDOfHCJGvTPZao5mQ7jIUWmwG05_qgUbCf4jZH6zny-IOP60RQBXL_xnGmxFNVuhF8d-U8/s300/5+Londonderry+Arms+Hotel.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQnGiuLtQja51CBJgt7GdkU0SKeWZ3t7tExYWoRLB9CLLz12bPoL8QuRSS6HTcGt4u87IPhDOfHCJGvTPZao5mQ7jIUWmwG05_qgUbCf4jZH6zny-IOP60RQBXL_xnGmxFNVuhF8d-U8/s0/5+Londonderry+Arms+Hotel.JPG" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> We stopped
for brunch at the Londonderry Arms Hotel, in Carnlough, County Antrim. It was
freezing cold and raining, we were chilled to the bone. We walked into the
hotel, the fireplace was burning and the hotel was as charming hotel as you
would imagine. The hotel was built in 1848
as a coaching inn. In 1921 the hotel was inherited by Winston Churchill.
<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXWSQgcwsGcXSAd2U1kTkiGRQuPTy3-bfQ372WtsGy2i8Y0wp6a6T1n1b6BT7zo22ZTkiAiZayg8XfvXvD_ZFSYZUomsy321T1ErE_Xa7mlXWSOLbt9kayCh_VJjvfjYwnXF1NaI9BqI/s550/5a+FOOD+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="136" data-original-width="550" height="158" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXWSQgcwsGcXSAd2U1kTkiGRQuPTy3-bfQ372WtsGy2i8Y0wp6a6T1n1b6BT7zo22ZTkiAiZayg8XfvXvD_ZFSYZUomsy321T1ErE_Xa7mlXWSOLbt9kayCh_VJjvfjYwnXF1NaI9BqI/w640-h158/5a+FOOD+1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> This is where we had our first taste of Irish cuisine. We
sampled a few dishes, i.e. Boxty, Colcannon, Irish stew, White and Black
Pudding, and the most delicious Irish stew made with lamb.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhobFk3HBS1elIY-oJKEbwSNEQR7fyTw4F1T9wYCCcrGfs1wKaEcqiWuYOoNvz26Z3bR17lCDypXoevrt2I7QPjyOxG9FTHkQybQEnDa80QDzqqI9fjbsdWaDSMbd5LkVxxaFxI13Wznbw/s550/5B+food+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="153" data-original-width="550" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhobFk3HBS1elIY-oJKEbwSNEQR7fyTw4F1T9wYCCcrGfs1wKaEcqiWuYOoNvz26Z3bR17lCDypXoevrt2I7QPjyOxG9FTHkQybQEnDa80QDzqqI9fjbsdWaDSMbd5LkVxxaFxI13Wznbw/w640-h178/5B+food+2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Since we
have to feed our characters, we made notes on the food and referred to them
while writing various scenes. I noticed how very gracious the Irish people were
during our visit. We made sure the supporting characters, who are Irish, were as
gracious as they could be...for a murder mystery that is.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfacmE2ii5mzWlMR1utvPuYA3mCFI4jELd5m_gDDkv8g_z6c2QfnA9TgPTHLA48003mdsaftzcvT6MzvyYUg4gd4WKyWQgrmiFzUCpodNmxp1KjPPYYwS13MchYJiR652fTJfDFFhA8_A/s380/5+Shepperd%2527s+Pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="380" data-original-width="299" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfacmE2ii5mzWlMR1utvPuYA3mCFI4jELd5m_gDDkv8g_z6c2QfnA9TgPTHLA48003mdsaftzcvT6MzvyYUg4gd4WKyWQgrmiFzUCpodNmxp1KjPPYYwS13MchYJiR652fTJfDFFhA8_A/s320/5+Shepperd%2527s+Pie.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p><br /></div><p></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-57761612040723521662020-09-19T11:12:00.000-07:002020-09-19T11:12:05.066-07:00#2 Ballingeary, County Cork<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp2g2755ycj7Q4-4HoDB1vkPpOvQqgGiOPK1OjKy2fZISZ4-P5NtssrFoP6TMkwTfYQK5A8kss4uSz2ZmMcKMGBduosCWwAlln2WgDLYYXaOHAMmx7TXhvpRqF50w5jtDXAIYzhz9h6E/s300/5over.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp2g2755ycj7Q4-4HoDB1vkPpOvQqgGiOPK1OjKy2fZISZ4-P5NtssrFoP6TMkwTfYQK5A8kss4uSz2ZmMcKMGBduosCWwAlln2WgDLYYXaOHAMmx7TXhvpRqF50w5jtDXAIYzhz9h6E/s0/5over.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><b>Ballingeary, County Cork</b><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We were on our way to the village of Kilcorhane in the
extreme southwestern of the Republic of Ireland, when we stopped for lunch at
Gougane Barra, in Ballingeary, County Cork.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUXNDnIIASWaaaJXWT1docVQE1jDpDv_-NXY1t1YmMh8ZNUvhh5GCW7342imyk7ZSYo1Lv4PksgxfGq-FYhmsiP8HGTfaYLZgd3tTCz3PXKkCSkEGOSA1K9ZlFFYM39X7-hcyXfTwUfc/s300/5+creek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUXNDnIIASWaaaJXWT1docVQE1jDpDv_-NXY1t1YmMh8ZNUvhh5GCW7342imyk7ZSYo1Lv4PksgxfGq-FYhmsiP8HGTfaYLZgd3tTCz3PXKkCSkEGOSA1K9ZlFFYM39X7-hcyXfTwUfc/s0/5+creek.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><span> </span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">After
lunch, we went for a walk along the lake and visited the tiny stone church on
the lakeshore before getting back on the road again. It was a beautiful spring
afternoon, birds chirping, cool breeze, and the sun finally came out. Further
along, we came across a stream and decided to follow it. As we walked, we realized
how isolated we were. We found a small bridge and walked to the middle where we
watched leaves drift beneath us as the gentle current passed under the bridge.
The large boulders glistened in the sun. Will said, "A body could float
down this stream easily and get caught on the boulders." So we took
pictures and walked back to the car. For the rest of the two-hour trip to
Kilcrohane, we talked about using this stream for a body dump and made notes.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When it
was time to outline Stone Pub, we planned our murders, and this stream, in The Republic of Ireland, became the place where one of the unfortunate victims was
discovered. <o:p></o:p></span></p>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-80425963010459766252020-08-29T17:18:00.013-07:002020-09-07T11:35:24.593-07:00How we came up with the story, STONE PUB #1 <p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Anf1e5bTQqw2UzWtj01opNTDaAuf71_BL5SjOBrRF9aIWGa6vtmQzVSyv6XRWqKKzzQ8iXRjHvRpmVLPxchvzakt2plkxipqtYrdMhyphenhyphenurfyeR_uX0rEFEmV5y4fLMw-bJl7dXwwpZZw/s300/5+cover.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="161" data-original-width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Anf1e5bTQqw2UzWtj01opNTDaAuf71_BL5SjOBrRF9aIWGa6vtmQzVSyv6XRWqKKzzQ8iXRjHvRpmVLPxchvzakt2plkxipqtYrdMhyphenhyphenurfyeR_uX0rEFEmV5y4fLMw-bJl7dXwwpZZw/s0/5+cover.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <b style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">Dublin, Museum:
The Gold Balls</b></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Starting
a new series is always exciting. The fear that the lightning bolt moment of
creation will never arrive is ever-present. What will be the central mystery? We have never gone "dry," after
fifteen novels, yet when beginning each book, the anxiety is always there. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> We decided to focus on the first of our new
International Mystery series in Ireland.
We visited the Emerald Isle in 2014 and fell in love with the country
and its people. During our stay, we took notice of everywhere we went and
everyone we met. From these experiences, we developed a plot, the mystery, and
some great characters. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEoI6_Lxwj14qfkARPU_mG7VCbRD1q1iEGFg-SsodLzF1fkbOz3WNYKnWMLxg10hb30JyfU1mdfF6S_0BNs8UyngrEz19r6M0qrAEhJU0kZVDjJxfgSQjoIxVwXtw2kjMe5ngohgOR_Dk/s600/5+MAP+MUSEUM.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="226" data-original-width="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEoI6_Lxwj14qfkARPU_mG7VCbRD1q1iEGFg-SsodLzF1fkbOz3WNYKnWMLxg10hb30JyfU1mdfF6S_0BNs8UyngrEz19r6M0qrAEhJU0kZVDjJxfgSQjoIxVwXtw2kjMe5ngohgOR_Dk/s0/5+MAP+MUSEUM.jpg" /></a></div><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> While walking through the city of Dublin,
during the last few days of our trip, it started to rain. (In Ireland when it
rains it's always downpour!) To escape the deluge, we walked to the National Museum of Irelands</span><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">. </span><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Not
only did it keep us dry for several hours, but we were amazed at the rich history
of Ireland found in so many
archeological items dug out from ancient peat bogs.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> One eye-popping discovery was the Tumna
Gold Balls. They date back to the Late Bronze Age, which means they ended up in
a bog nearly 3,000 years go!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> We came home from our trip with wonderful
memories and long-lasting relationships. Then life got back to normal. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVkHOeIKbLhZBxX7PECMEw3pWsA4eBE17tIqzjRtJ9Shvo95Oi-a8PZZehiIe_-vU6IpZ2jtAy2LCFvdpODG9onfT9UWb3e63YiPmzF5Wwvm1mvOBOV2KVodl6t-WU9dVZi39XMUx3Zhg/s400/5+museum.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="316" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVkHOeIKbLhZBxX7PECMEw3pWsA4eBE17tIqzjRtJ9Shvo95Oi-a8PZZehiIe_-vU6IpZ2jtAy2LCFvdpODG9onfT9UWb3e63YiPmzF5Wwvm1mvOBOV2KVodl6t-WU9dVZi39XMUx3Zhg/s0/5+museum.jpg" /></a></div><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">When
it came time to plan the series, we thought of all our adventures in Ireland,
and immediately the Gold Balls came to both our minds. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">After
several months of planning, that “lightning bolt” moment came, and we knew
immediately how to weave the Gold Balls into the story. Since STONE PUB is set
in 1962, it was easy to work the mystery around the Gold Balls. Once we got the
outline complete, the story fell into place. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">When
we began our writing careers, authors would tell us that inspiration will come
in the most unusual places. I didn't understand it until I started publishing,
and it is so-o-o true!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></p>
<span face="" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">For more information
about the Tumna Gold Balls, go to: </span><span face="" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><a href="http://irisharchaeology.ie/2014/05/a-late-bronze-age-gold-necklace-from-tumna-co-roscommon/">http://irisharchaeology.ie/2014/05/a-late-bronze-age-gold-necklace-from-tumna-co-roscommon/</a></span>Janet Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06928601622639876853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8365579733884240884.post-51405770882689052982020-02-28T10:53:00.003-08:002020-02-28T10:53:55.900-08:00March 5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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