Discarded fishing tackle

Fishing tackle, nets, and even a gas cylinder rest against a wall near Allihies Beach in West Cork. I saw all this stuff just sitting there, looking all out of place in a field. PS. If you’re contributing to The Irish Photographers site, leave a comment on this post using your gmail address and I’llRead More »

Spikey Cactus

Cacti are probably an everyday sight for people living in desert regions, but I look out the window of my office and all I see are lush green trees, an overcast sky and the threat of another shower of rain. They’re an exotic plant for me to see out growing in the open. They alsoRead More »

Doneraile Park Gallery 2

What happens when Photobloggers go to Doneraile Park? You get lots of images, that’s what. Here’s the second installment of photos from our Doneraile Photowalk. Check out the first gallery for more photos of the day. A few of these will eventually make their way into full posts but that may take a while! IRead More »

Doneraile Park Gallery 1

Yesterday we went to Doneraile Park in Co. Cork for a photowalk. Weather was nice, if overcast and it was very warm so walking around the park was, errr, a walk in the park. Katie has already uploaded a few shots this morning! Looking forward to seeing more from the others. This is my partRead More »

Me and Justin

Down in Kinsale on Monday, I watched a couple get their small boat ready to sail off into the harbour with my friend Justin. He’s a keen sailor but he hasn’t been on the water in ages, and I could see he was itching to get out there. To be honest, the evening was soRead More »

A lonely flower’s water drops

We had a glorious bank holiday weekend just past and I took full advantage of it by taking the camera with me everywhere while outside, even when I was walking the dog and my son Adam in the morning. I snapped this flower while Oscar sniffed around and Adam looked on. We were all happy!Read More »

Skyhawk

Skyhawk, a boat moored in Kinsale harbour. Moored there for quite some time by the looks of things. It’s aptly named. It seems the local bird population have taken a liking to it and made it a stopping off point. I didn’t go to the Marathon today. Adam was up until 10.30pm last night bawlingRead More »