This morning was a frosty one. My breath made clouds in the air and a light breeze carried away the warmth in the shadows.
Thankfully there was a lovely sunrise that more than made up for the cold. Down at the end of our park there’s a small green area, and this is the second year that daffodils have grown there. Luckily the frost didn’t seem to do them any harm.
"Sioc" is the Irish word for frost. I don’t know why but it’s one of my favourite. Maybe it has a lingering connection with cold frosty mornings from my childhood.
“Sioc” is pronounced almost exactly like the English word “shook”.
Lovely bright daffodils to brighten up your gloomy November Monday morning!
This was taken way back on March 18th this year on the same day I shot these daffodils! The image has been sitting in my WIP folder for months but after my gimp lomo post I decided to post this in a larger format.
Post processing: Auto-levels, gimp lomo and save. Resized version has been sharpened and I could have done more with the dodge and burn tool to bring out the detail in the flowers but this will have to do.
This is the side of the small gatehouse in Fitzgerald’s Park, Cork.
A yellow rose in Fitzgerald’s Park in Cork. I made this photo a few weeks back and it had just rained, leaving nice little droplets of water on the delicate petals of the flower.
Daisies in the grass at Garrettstown in Co. Cork
Pink flowers in Fitzgerald’s Park, Cork blaze with colour on a lovely Sunday afternoon. They’ve done a great job in the park where very nice layouts of flowers can be seen over by the museum. Presumably with the intention of avoiding the kids congregated at the other end of the park at the swings and slides!
A few days ago I blogged about Spencer Tunick and wondered aloud how he organised such large groups of naked people. Well, if you have Sky+ then check out “Sky Anytime” where they have Naked States, a documentary following him around from New York where he was arrested to Boston and elsewhere. I’ve only watched the first 20 minutes but it’s turned out to be an interesting look into Tunick’s life.
It’s so wonderful to see small little daisies growing up all on their own surrounded by grass everywhere. When the sun is shining and there is nothing to do except eat a nice picnic and stroll by the beach I’m in heaven.
I shot these bright little daisies down in Garrettstown, Co. Cork a few months ago.
Boarded up windows, grey walls, overgrown vegetation. It can only be an Irish hospital right?
This is the final picture in my Old Hospital series.
Beautiful – Lough Gill, 2
Rain drops show on the white petals of a daisy that struggles amid the ruins of an old hospital building.
I wonder if that building is still there? I’ll have to go look someday.