I know I seem to have a fascination with bridges but in my defence I grew up beside a small river with a little footbridge. There is a lot of funny superstitions and folklore tied up with bridges and I grew up listening to some of those stories*.
This is Bennettsbridge Kilkenny, I thought that I might get a quick picture, but there was nothing in it from this angle. I have only kept it because of the next shot.
A "true account" I read in a book of local history was of a man leaving a "visiting house" (an open house where music was played and poitin was drunk) his wife left before him and he took a shortcut to catch up with her. He walked through the 'fóidín mearaí' and woke up the next morning about 10 miles away at the foot of a bridge, because the faeries could not cross the bridge. : D
7 comments:
Ow, loved the story! :D I think you should post several more stories like that! :)
and the pictures?
:P
I agree, neat story. Moar storeez pleaz!!
The shots are good too ;-) - the ones with the swans especially, that was a lucky capture. But I really like the first of the bridge shots as well.
well after the two comments I might set up another blog with stories with pictures that match them, not just the history. Thought of you with the swan pictures, I think there a LOL there, thought it was like they were hesitant, though they are prob waiting for the fish
Wah... I always forget to follow up on the posts I've commented on!! :P
The second last one is my favourite. :)It's something about the colours and the depth the bridge brings to the photo when beeing captured that way. :)
Glad you liked the pictures too. BTW I have started another site with pics and stories, will be a mixture of folklore, myth and general stories
Oh, exciting!
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