It was one of those evenings that oozed August and the glory of Co. Waterford. I was driving out along the road towards Annestown when the sun glinting on baled hay made me do an about turn and step into the open field.
Gazing seaward across the textured gold, I thought I heard a horse’s whinny and there in the field behind was a chestnut mare with her young foal staying very close to her side:
It’s a busy enough road ~ this road along the Copper Coast. On August evenings there’s always lots of cars with surf boards and kayaks tied to the roof racks and tractors and trailers making the most of every last sunbeam:
Just across the road from the hay field is the shell of an old stone cottage. It has seen many an August evening and stands solidly adding to the sense of place and Co. Waterford history.
SOCIAL BRIDGE ~ Jean Tubridy connecting with you from Ireland 
How lovely…the colour from the sun on the horses and hay…very special:):)
Hi Olga, just happened to be passing when the sun was gleaming.
Thank you so much Jean for this lovely post. I can’t wait til I can visit your beautiful country!
I’ve no doubt but that you’ll love Ireland. Come soon!
Wonderful light on the hay… the small square bales are much more picturesque than the giant round ones we have here now. — oh, I must say one more thing, reflecting on a recent post — you used the word “banjaxed” which I had never heard before. The night after I read that I watched the DVD of the JJ Abrams ‘Star Trek’ movie, the first one, and there was “banjaxed” — used by Scotty that time. Synchronicity – I love it.
Thanks for explaining banjaxed! I thought it must have had just something to do with the back.
Not the easiest word to explain cos we just kinda know what it means in the different contexts and by the tone of voice in which it is uttered, screamed …
Oh we have big bales here too. I miss the old haystacks!
How interesting about ‘banjaxed!’
Beautiful August light!
I was transfixed by it, CC.
Gorgeous Jean. Thank You.
My pleasure, Paul.
Beautiful Jean xxxc
It was one of those magical moments that you just happen upon – maybe the best kind?
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Feels like home.
That’s lovely to hear, Mitch
Beautiful photographs, Jean. I’m loving the golden fields dotted all over the countryside at the moment. Those horses are gorgeous and of course, so too is the old stone house.