In 2018, a ship called WISDOM visited Cork. Which is odd because this site says the ship was renamed, “Jasmine Scan”, in 2012. Apparently, it’s now called “WARTHOG” and bears a striking orange colour that’ll be hard to miss. If you were ever nostalgic for the old R&H Hall building, it’s here too. Must be…
A life buoy at the beach in Youghal. It was a fairly breezy day, just after the triathlon.
The Ring Wood in Blarney last night just after the sun set behind me and there was a lovely glow at the horizon. In the next few years, houses will be built in that field, possibly obscuring this view from across the valley.
A man blows over the top of a bullet casing at a military show in the old Cork Gaol in 2013. It’s an odd feeling to post this photo. I’ve had it in my “todo” album for more than a decade and apparently never posted it before. Once it’s published I won’t see it so…
A cow and her calf lying on the grass, enjoying the April sun in a field near Blarney Castle in 2022. So serene.
The sea became a mirror of the sky near Ballycotton last year when Blarney Photography Club visited.
After the Pro Palestinian march walked past and down Oliver Plunkett Street in Cork. There is so much anger at what the Israeli army is doing in Gaza. How can anyone in their right mind support Netanyahu and his Government after all they’ve done? Hamas are terrorists, but Israel bombing cities and homes and hospitals…
The sun had just set, and this lovely colour appeared in the sky for a few moments, almost exactly a year ago at Inniscarra.
When your dog leans over so much that the world leans the other way.
The hoarding surrounding Bishop Lucey Park in Cork fits in with the construction site that is South Main Street currently. You’d have to wonder why did they bother putting up hoarding at all? All along the street, they’re working on it and even down Tuckey Street too.
Wearing a cap that says “Capitan”, and dressed as he is in shorts and then in a warm jumper, I had to photograph him as he stood outside McDonald’s on Daunt Square. I’m not sure what his name is, but I’ve seen him around Cork a few times since taking this photo last year.
Griffins sit at the points of the roof of the gatehouse at the main vehicle entrance to Blarney Castle. It’s a private entrance, so if you’re wondering where it is, go back towards the village from the tourist entrance and turn right across the bridge and go 20m down the road. It’s on your right…