Poor ol’ Trilo. She’s been christened ‘chicken legs’ due to her tendency to paddle into the water only far enough to get her legs wet. When she comes out, her body is fluffy but her legs are skinny… Guess you have to be there. Tough to keep her still for a few seconds to get the shot you’re after, but I suppose that adds to the challenge.
After some light rain, a constant drip falls out of an old green drainpipe on an old green storage shed next to the shoreline. The building, although small and quite nondescript, has provided me with many photo opportunities in the past and will no doubt continue to in the future. For such a small area, the shoreline and pier at Currabinny is a goldmine for landscape and macro photography. At least that’s the way it seems to me…
Two speedboats heading out into the harbour from Crosshaven, as if they were heading toward an oil tanker docked in the Whitegate refinery. The tide was unnaturally high this evening, almost lapping over the walkway on the pier as the boats passed. This of course didn’t leave much beach left for what I had in mind when driving down; macro! Got a few none the less. The long evenings are really coming back now, there’s a wonderful brightness in theRead More
Walking into St. Carthage’s in Lismore, Waterford. The cathedral, which dates back to the 17th century, is under a lot of restoration and renovation work inside but that in no way detracts from the splendidly cavernous experience you get once you walk in. It sits on well kept grounds in a very peaceful area of Lismore town. Well worth a visit.
Last time we walked through Knockomagh Wood to the top of the hill at Lough Ine in west Cork, it was so cloudy we could barely see the sea. A bit different to the previous walk up there when it was so clear we could see all the way out to Cape Clear beyond Baltimore and Sherkin Island. This rope swing hangs over a very muddy puddle, dotted with small footprints and the odd assprint. The woods trail up toRead More
Dropped down to Clonakilty to see Kevin & Eithne a couple of weeks ago. Hadn’t seen either of them for an age. We took a most enjoyable walk out by Ownahincha beach and across the hills to a bay who’s name I can’t really recall. I do remember there was the unmistakable sound of a tanoy in the distance, calling out the state of play in an event. Kev is going to be the second of my friends to tieRead More
Another of my frequent trips to rural graveyards. This one, just outside Midleton on the road to Castlemartyr in east Cork is tucked away at the side of the road next to an infamous biker pub. It’s a small graveyard with a mix of old and new plots. Photogenic old stones leaning over and loads of decorative iron crosses dotted about the stone wall lined cemetery. Is my ever growing tendency to photograph graves a bit too much on theRead More
Back to square one I guess. Version two of Glassey Alley. Another new beginning and a little bit of a re-birth. Here goes nothing…