Irish Rose a Fairytale Cottage

Once Upon A Time … Tales from Carmel by the Sea

by Linda Hartong

“My wild Irish Rose, the sweetest flower that grows.You may search everywhere, but none can compare with my wild Irish Rose.”

Irish Rose is one of the newer cottages in Carmel. She is lovely in any light, but seems to prefer Carmel fog. Her owners obviously love her and lavish her with quality details. Unique windows, plaques, lanterns, inserts, and copper gutters.

She sits across the street from the Jay’s Nest which I am photographing today.
I decide to enter the gate. I ring the door bell and when no one responds, put my card under the knocker. A Scarab beetle observes me from above the door. I stare for a while until I am sure he is not real.

I exit and take some shots from outside the wall. Such a pretty house.

I love the complex roofline and the slate tiles. The iron gate is ornamented with shamrocks. A Carin has been constructed out of stones, driftwood and even a feather. Cairns are used as a memorial or landmark.

I can see a mulched path along the front. From which to watch the action at the bird feeders. Colorful plantings and small birdhouses add to the charm.

I leave, determined to find out more about this home when I am back in Carmel again.