Many years ago, in 2002, I visited Crete for a sun holiday. It was the first sun holiday I’d ever been on, so quite a shock for this young man from Cork. The photo above was taken in a small village above the resort we stayed in. The tour operator had shared ominous warnings that…

The golden hour at sunset is spectacular but I love the amazing colours you might be lucky to see after the sun has set. Such happened on Thursday night in Ballycotton. This is a panoramic photo of several photos stitched together to make one larger one. The dark, dramatic cloud was too wide for my…

Ballycotton Lighthouse as pictured from the end of the pier at the village of the same name last Thursday night. It was a lovely evening. Warm and with just enough clouds to make for a spectacular sunset. The Moon was due to rise almost behind the island here, but a huge cloud bank covered the…

It was a lovely evening in Ballycotton last Thursday, and a group of teenagers were making the most of it, jumping off the pier into the water and enjoying life.

I was in Ballycotton last night on an outing with Blarney Photography Club. Our summer outings are a highlight of the year and always a nice social event for all involved. When we got there, it was a nice evening, and I hoped there would be a nice sunset, and there was, but after the…

As you may have seen over the last few days I was taking photos of the boats moored in Kinsale Harbour. Until another boat came along and sped past, disturbing the scene and rocking everything about. Still a lovely evening there, and it was about time to move on anyway. 🙂

A flower growing out of the crack between two blocks on the quayside in Kinsale, Co Cork. There it was, growing in the unlikeliest of places, just doing its thing right in the middle of all the grey.

Someone walking past a sail in Kinsale made for a nice slow-motion intentional camera movement photo.

I visited Kinsale recently with Blarney Photography Club. Many photos were taken all around the town, but I went down the quay to start with the boats mooored nearby.

Two hands intertwined, fingers gently clasped together as a couple watches the festivities unfold around them. The simple act of holding hands in public, something many take for granted, becomes a quiet celebration of love and belonging at Cork Pride. While this year’s event was smaller than last year’s celebration (perhaps due to the absence…

Two friends chatting on a street in Istanbul.

If you look up, you might see something towering overhead. Gleaming glass towers stretching up until they seem to pierce the clouds themselves.