Tramore, Co. Waterford in the sunny south-east of Ireland is the place where I was born and the place that has been home now for the last twenty-five years.
Yesterday morning I was woken by puppy, Stan, who lured me out for a walk at dawn. It was one of those golden mornings and I felt absolutely blessed as we strolled along a route which is beyond familiar to me but which is ever-changing.
Rather than heading to the three mile long beach, from which Tramore takes its name, we stayed at the top of the town. This took us passed the two churches, which merge in my mind as the child of a mixed marriage.
The Victorian Doneraile Walk, which has such wonderful vistas of Tramore Bay, called us. It is the place where my mother walked every evening when she was pregnant with me and I just love the views it provides of Tramore Bay. From there, we went to the Pier where the boats were tugging and waiting for the tide to rise. One man, though, was up bright and early paddling in his kayak.
The Cliff Road is the place that I associate with my own pregnancy almost twenty years ago now. I walked it daily for the nine months and got to know every nook and cranny along the way.
And our final destination was Newtown Wood which has the little bridge that I consider to be my very own social bridge.
I hope you enjoy this short slideshow of the photographs which I took on Sunday. I know that Tramore will never, ever look exactly the same because its beauty is ever-changing with the time, tide, light, weather, season and, I suppose, the mood and interests of the beholder.
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12 thoughts on “Here’s My Beloved Tramore ~ Native Heath and Oasis of Peace”
Gorgeous photos, Jean! Spent many holidays in Tramore as a kid
Thanks Valerie. I hope you have treasured memories of your holliers here.
Stan! I love him!
Suz, Stan is pure ‘joy’ ~ no other word to describe him. I was only thinking yesterday that if he had been female, I’d have called in ‘Joy.’
Beautiful Jean! It refreshes the senses … I can smell the sea and the flowers 🙂
Thanks Val. So glad you enjoyed it.
Gorgeous indeed Jean. Yes, the more intimately knows a thing, place or person the more you can tell when something changes.
Roy, thanks for putting that point about the relationship between depth of knowing and perceptiveness of change so well. I’d never brought it to a conscious level before but you’re ‘dead right!’
Lovely views Jean, you live in a wonderful place.
Hi Andrea, thanks so much for writing. Yes, Tramore is absolutely wonderful. Photos can never do it justice, though.
Gorgeous! I had a vacation in Ireland a few decades ago… you make me wish I’d gone back more often.
HCC, how interesting that you had a vacation here in Ireland. I’d love to learn more about it and what your impressions were.