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.
A daffodil in the garden of a house in the hills north east of Bantry Bay. I drove up there last Saturday morning and stopped when I saw the open gate. Wandering in the driveway I took a few shots of the view and then noticed these daffodils growing.
I prefer the daffodils. The day was too gloomy and the view wasn’t that great.
Dedicated to the memory of the three young men who lost their lives today in nearby Dunboy Castle.
This will probably be the final photo from that September 2006 visit to the Conor Pass. It’s taken earlier than some of the others but I’m a sucker for leading lines so it had to go in!
I love the reflection in the water on the valley floor, and the shadows of the clouds.
Must make a trip back there this summer!
I’m loath to post photos from the same location day after day but I may as well call this “Conor Pass Week” and get the rest of them out of the dark where they’ve languished since 2006.
After the reaction to yesterday’s Conor Pass photo hopefully you’ll like this one too.
I have another 2 or 3 taken at the same time. The day was perfect for photography, the light was strong and to the side, there was an interesting sky and of course the scenery is beautiful. That was a very successful trip!
A park bench in the lovely and picturesque Fitzgerald’s Park, Cork.
Something awful happened. I went away with my family on a great weekend break on Friday and in the rush and stress I forgot to post some photos for the weekend. I’m catching up!
Frost covered weeds still manage to grow and thrive in the cold.
I saw this wonderful speckled white plant growing from a ditch yesterday morning and it looked very ominous. When I converted it to black and white I saw myself looking at something abstract, possibly evil, something that could be microscopic or huge.
I wouldn’t hang this photo on a wall, but I love it!
This morning was a frosty one. My breath made clouds in the air and a light breeze carried away the warmth in the shadows.
Thankfully there was a lovely sunrise that more than made up for the cold. Down at the end of our park there’s a small green area, and this is the second year that daffodils have grown there. Luckily the frost didn’t seem to do them any harm.
"Sioc" is the Irish word for frost. I don’t know why but it’s one of my favourite. Maybe it has a lingering connection with cold frosty mornings from my childhood.
“Sioc” is pronounced almost exactly like the English word “shook”.
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.