Wooah, digging into the archives here. This was shot in September 2006 while on holiday in Dingle. It’s a field on Slea Head at the tip of the Dingle Peninsula.
It’s hard to see in the web version but I love the brooding clouds in the large image!
This image broke my heart. I spent a long time trying to get the darkened sky layer and the brightened ground layer to merge nicely but I’m still not happy with it.
This small web version looks almost ok but I can still see the offending bits that are wrong.
Bertie’s going overboard today, hopefully. As I write this Bertie Ahern is speaking and it sounds like a resignation speech. I haven’t heard an apology for lying under oath and deceiving the public yet however.
Unfortunately we’re all going to forget this by the next election. Hopefully the other parties will make hay while the sun shines.
Posting this today as Miriam’s photo of the same sign reminded me I had shot this at Allihies Beach in Co. Cork.
It’s appropriate too.
Edit – he’s out. Bertie Ahern will resign on May 6th 2008.
A road winds into the hills north of Bantry. Yesterday’s photo of the Bantry hills was taken just up the road from here!
This is one of my favourite shots from the weekend in Bantry.
Basically I drove up the back roads out of Bantry town, then came to another town and picked the smallest road out of that place before going up a tiny little boithirin with barely room for my car. Wonderful.
I count my blessings that we had sunlight this day at the Conor Pass. If we had arrived 10 minutes later all I would have seen was a white wall of fog.
I photographed the beach at Couminole on the Dingle Peninsula back in 2006 when there was a beach there. There was no sand to be seen during repeated visits there in September 2007.
I had actually quite forgotten I had taken this so it was nice to see the lovely sandy beach!
Trivia – a well known member of Mallow Camera Club who shall remain nameless was caught by the tide and had to remain sitting on the rocks for several hours in wet, foggy and rough conditions until the tide went out again.
The donkey knows everything. He stands in his field every day contemplating life.
This is the same donkey I posted before in Baile na nGall, Co. Kerry. We passed that way last September and I didn’t see him so if you see a wandering donkey, tell him I said hi!
The sun had just set over this stretch of the water in Cork Harbour near Monkstown and the sky had turned a beautiful orange and purple and red and golden.
Much to the annoyance of my dog Oscar, I stopped and spent a good 10 minutes shooting this scene and basked in the beautiful colour.