Relax in the Park
A man relaxes in Bishop Lucey Park while all around him people enjoy the festival that day. Taken during the photowalk last month. Amazing what cropping does to an image. The original was so busy and I struggled to find the image I wanted out of it but I like this.
Grasshopper
A grasshopper caught climbing the outside wall of a friend’s house in Fermoy. My son Adam spotted him first and excitedly called the rest of us out to see. I then proceeded to shoot over a dozen shots of the little bug.
Bucket and Spade
My son’s bucket and spade lie forgotten on Fountainstown Beach while he goes off throwing stones in the water.
A Yellow Rose
A yellow rose in my father-in-law’s garden. Even in his mid eighties he’s very active and loves tending his garden.
Poor old Clyde
Poor Clyde. At one time he exterminated all the unfriendly repulsive earth ridden slime in the 1990 Thalamus game Creatures on the C64, Amiga and Atari ST, but now look at him. He’s missing his feet, his eyes are starting to go brown with age and he’s looking the worse for wear. No wonder, he’s…
Daffodil Day
Daffodil Day Daffodil Day is fast approaching on Friday so I thought a photo of these gorgeous flowers was appropriate. Daffodil Day is when cancer charities all over the world raise a large portion of their funds by selling daffodils. If you see an official seller please support a good cause and give generously. I…
Call me Spike
Call me Spike Frost covered weeds still manage to grow and thrive in the cold. I saw this wonderful speckled white plant growing from a ditch yesterday morning and it looked very ominous. When I converted it to black and white I saw myself looking at something abstract, possibly evil, something that could be microscopic…
The frosty daffodil
The frosty daffodil 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…
The cat’s in the cradle
Michelle looks out from her home at the dreary wet day ahead and the annoying photographer in the doorway. A few seconds later she scampered off under the bushes but was back when I disappeared. Cats love their comfort and Michelle is no exception. She’s spoilt rotten like most house cats and never has a…