It has been almost impossible in the past few weeks
for me to find fences to photograph for Good Fences.
Snow, wind, bitter subzero temperatures
and top that off with icy walks and roadways, have meant
"no fence pictures to snap!"
I had boasted about all my walking on one of my recent posts
and the next day a winter snow monster popped up
and cramped my walking plans in the dust, (snow!)
The photo above is from my neighborhood walk a few days ago.
So since I am pretty much "fence photo less"
I am taking this opportunity to tell you a bit about how
Irish Garden House got its name.
In case you haven't read about it above.
(check out the about)
The house above is where my husband and I slept
on our first night on our first trip to Ireland.
The garden house sits in front of the main cottage.
Bantry Bay is in the blue
and the Atlantic ocean is just a short distance away
So charming . . . the farm tools were in the lower level of the GH
and up the stairway was a bedroom with a window overlooking Bantry Bay.
Friends of ours were in the main house.
On other trips to Ireland, we stayed in the main house
but staying in this garden house was such a treat
and became my inspiration for my blog.
A few years after out first visit to Ireland
my husband had a replica of the garden house
in Ireland built near our home in Michigan.
So now I have my own personal irish garden house.
I had always wanted a garden house
and thought one day I would build one out of tree rounds.
The stone ruled out though, it really seemed more like the house in Ireland.
My hubs had the frame work built
and a friend and I laid the stone on the house.
We brought a few stones back from Ireland
and they are placed in amongst the cultured stone.
Favorite stones from some of the grandchildren
are also placed amongst the stone walls.
As long as we are looking at houses
here is one my mother painted many years ago.
I think it was someone's birth place.
I am so lucky to have some of my mother's paintings.
Until next time,