We were staying in Dublin on the Ormand Quay, just off the River Liffey, in the center of downtown Dublin. One night while I was working Shirley took a stroll along the river and found that within a relatively short walk she could make it to the ocean. She found that the river, which at times looked rather muddy near us, actually is a tidal river ebbing and following and morn we saw fellows out cleaning the river bed.
Perhaps most fascinating Shirley came across some stunning and in their way beautiful artistic statues that commemorate the many, many Irish that died during the famine of the mid 19th century. Of course most Irish people in the US likely are here in one way or another because some ancestor, I suspect, fled Ireland during the decades of around the famines. I know that is true on both side of my family, as I wrote about earlier-- genealogical work my brother Dennis has done traces our families back mostly to migration from Ireland during the 1840-1860 period.
The famine killed an estimated 800,000 people, a stunning number given that today about 5.7 million people live in Ireland and given that 1 million migrated out during the great famine period.
These pictures Shirley took capture some stunningly beautiful and moving sculptures along this walk. They say more than words can to capture the emotions.