Friday, April 12, 2013

Sepia Saturday - April 13







My photo is from Ireland in the early 1950s where spring can come earlier than over here, but can also be cold. I have no idea if this photo of my mother lying on a picnic blanket was taken in the spring but I'm going to make that assumption. To get there my mother and whoever she was with, my father? would have ridden their bikes likely into the Dublin Mountains.


5 comments:

  1. I just had a Google Earth tour south of Dublin looking for the 'Dublin Mountains' and now see it seems to be the north tip of what I may erroneously have thought were known as the Wicklow Mountains. A couple of years ago, heading for the Holyhead boat, I saw these hills from the motorway and decided to head up there to eat my sandwiches. After getting hopelessly lost, without a local map, it was harder to find my way back to a motorway junction, but well worth the detour.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Spring is a weird season here. Lat year we had a summery March, and this year we have a wintery snowy April.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Picnics were just an excuse to get away from the rest of the world and enjoy the great outdoors. Two young people on their own with a picnic blanket and a camera may have had other things in mind; the poet says that Spring is when a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.

    ReplyDelete
  4. She seems busy talking too! It's a wonderful photo.

    ReplyDelete
  5. I was wondering whether he had thrown his spoprts jacket on the ground for her to sit on.

    ReplyDelete

This blog does not allow anonymous comments.