This photo shall be the first one of this blog...
To introduce you and to welcome you, every photo has its own story. You can read them underneath each of the photos I publish here.
So, this photo has been taken in Glendalough. Some of you might know this place, for the others, I will explain it. Glendalough is a small valley in Ireland, about an hour by car from Dublin. There has once been a monastery, even an important one in ancient times. They built a cathedral there, of course a smaller one than we now know, but in those days you might describe it as huge.
As the vikings arrived in Ireland, they plundered this monastery, as it has been quite rich. But time went on, the church lost its importance and other monasteries became more popular and "famous". The valley has been left, we now can find the ruins of those days there.
Glendalough means "Valley of the two lakes". You can visit both, a great place for walking and relaxing. I took this photo on the upper lake, the bigger one.
So why is this photo so important for me?
The Irish have a myth of death. They believe the souls to be swans, rising to heaven after death. The swan shows the freedom the Irish did not have for a long time, it is a symbol for every Irishmen. And this actually is what this photo shows - the rising of history, of life, to heaven. It became a symbol to me.
