I had originally mapped this meandering waffly mess out as a 10 part saga. The kind of thing that’d keep on giving all the way to the end. As this is supposed to be a photoblog and not a repository of short stories, I’m going to squash all the final detail in this post. Parts 9 and 10 would just have been text anyway. I didn’t exactly take many photos once leaving mainland Europe. If you take any fantastical revelationRead More
Since moving back to Cork from Dublin in 2013, Fota Gardens has been like the replacement for IMMA, the Botanic Gardens and the War Memorial all in one. Something to look at all year round. If there’s one place in Cork that I’ve probably photographed to death at this point, this is it. Still manage to find something new or a new way at looking at something old. Most of the time anyway.
Back to Skye briefly. To this herd in a field at the side of the road and this particularly suspicious hairy coo that kept watch on the dozen or so tourists that had slammed on their brakes, pulled onto the soft verge and began taking photos while their rental cars slowly sank into oblivion.
A very brief visit to Airfield Farm/Estate/Gardens yesterday. First time there in ohh, probably about 6 or 7 years. The place has changed a lot. Nice even when it’s packed with people, you can still find a nice quiet spot or two.
On the way back through Glencoe, we stopped briefly at the side of the road to have an in-car picnic. Mostly because the rain was so heavy, getting out of the car would have meant swimming toward the nearest picnic spot. As is normal in Scotland, the rain stopped and started every couple of minutes. The fast moving cloud created amazing contrast on the mountains in the distance. After taking this and checking exposure on the back of the camera,Read More
Back to the kitchen garden at Fota Gardens, where there are flowers hanging around in all sorts of photogenic places. Previously in this outing.
One of the many gateways to the Ring of Kerry (as far as I’m concerned anyway) at Molls Gap just outside Kenmare. Taken on that same particularly sunny New Years outing in 2017 that we saw previously. Yes, I’m still a follower of the church of the foreground rock.
Ahh Scotland, or in this instance, Glencoe. Less Specifically, it seems you can point your camera in pretty much any direction wherever you are in Scotland and produce something that gives the impression that you’re a decent photographer. This was taken after yomping through some very mushy ground to get various angles with my new best friend, Ms. Foreground Tree. There are many, many photos to sort through and many, many landscapes to oogle at. Expect more of this kindRead More
First time visiting Nano Nagle Place on Douglas Street in the city. Heard great things about it, now believe them all. Took far too many photos of this particularly impressive and hugely detailed glass sculpture, so there’s another one below. Can’t wait to go back, grab a coffee, sit on the grass and watch the world go by.
Taken a few weeks ago during a walk around Fort Camden. Roches Point lighthouse on the left and France somewhere off in the distance, calling me and the bike.
A very familiar stop on a very familiar route, just outside Killarney on the Ring of Kerry. Between the Upper Lake and Muckross Lake. Taken at the start of January 2017. Yes, that’s how long it’s been sitting unseen in my Lightroom queue.
Back to Fountainstown and I’ve always loved the wide range of colourful rocks that are on the various small beaches on the walk over the rocks to Myrtleville. Even more colourful when they’re being tossed around by the incoming waves. Also, I just noticed that when I posted an image in portrait orientation, it was about the size of a modest billboard. That’s somewhat fixed. Now less scrolling is required to see the full image. Sorry about that. I’m alsoRead More
It seemed we were cursed never to get back in here. Every time we’d been to Fota Gardens recently, the kitchen garden was closed. Not today thankfully.
Nice afternoon for a stroll around fort Camden in Crosshaven. First time in quite a while.
I didn’t realise how long it’d been since I was last on the rocks at Fountainstown until we went down there yesterday afternoon. I still don’t know how long it’s been, but it’s been quite a while.
”Holy shit, that leaf is as big as your head. Hold it up so I can get proof”
I woke the following morning to what must have been an answered prayer, it wasn’t as cold as it was supposed to be, and certainly not as cold as it’d been the previous few mornings. There was a stint of hasty packing completed, followed by one final eggy bacon buttery breakfast and enough coffee to temporarily incapacitate a horse. The original plan, which was to exit the Tyrol valley and Austria via the Silvretta pass, was very much still on.Read More
Going back a bit here to 2010 and a trip to Scotland. Lunch for a hungry reindeer. Fuji Neopan 400 if I remember correctly. I’m coming across all kinds of little surprises while going through & cleaning up my lightroom catalog.
Figures suddenly appearing out of the thick fog as we were walking to the lighthouse at Sheeps Head. Not a situation to be in if you’re paranoid or have seen too many horror films.