On a cold December night in 2018, I was taking photographs of reflected light in the puddles of the Docklands in Cork along with others from Blarney Photography Club. Henry would have been on the light stick, and I’m sure I’ve posted other photos from the night, over the years as the lights are striking.
A curious crow watches me, possibly waiting for me to drop some food for him. Bishop Lucey Park several years ago in 2021.
Twenty years ago, I visited Baltimore in Co Cork and photographed these people coming from a boat in the harbour. They were in great form, with smiles all around. 🙂
These days, it’s so unusual to see a cyclist who isn’t a delivery person on the roads in Cork City that this man caught me by surprise as he turned into Industry Street from Evergreen Street. Luckily I had my camera out, as I was walking down to Nano Nagle Place for their photography exhibit…
I spotted this scene a couple of years ago while out with my photography club. It was all stripes: stripes on his polo shirt, and stripes on the shuttered shop behind him.
A young couple at the Grand Parade bus stop, with their phones out, caught my eye on a mild May afternoon in 2018. I couldn’t help but notice their shoes. Are they matching, or is it just the angle?
Cherry blossoms bloom on a tree at the other end of my park every year, but I always forget to bring my camera to photograph it until this afternoon.
The final resting place of James Attridge and his wife Margaret, surrounded by wild daisies. It’s in a small graveyard on the way to Crookhaven. You can see the gravestone itself here where it says: InLoving memory ofJames AttridgeSchulldied Aug 17. 1949aged 79 yearshis wife Margaretdied Sep 9. 1967aged 89 years Safe in the arms…
We visited a market in Skibbereen a few years ago, where I saw this gentleman selling these woodworking items.
This morning, the sun rose through a beautiful orange haze. This was some 600m away through the eye of a long lens, and it looked even better in real life.
The bookies will have a proper electronic board, not an inflexible board that looks like it was made for a child, when you know the tariffs odds will change.
Spinning flaming steel wool around creates fiery trails in the air. Thanks Henry, for this photo I took in 2015!