Mask pulled down to the chin, cigarette on the go is the small, very 2022 contradiction I couldn’t resist framing.

A young woman blew the smoke from a vape into the air as I walked past.

A single weather-beaten log, marooned on the foreshore. It was nudged back and forth by the waves coming in and out but in the moment this photo was taken, the sky was reflected in wet sand and the log was beached. Safe from the incoming waters.

This is a small section of O’Sullivan’s Cascade in Kerry. The lovely sound of the water falling through the rocks is soothing. The picturesque scene in front of me does the opposite as I worry about composition and, “Did I get a good photo of that?”

Last night was our second time seeing Showdown – The ELO Experience play at Cyprus Avenue, and I think they might even have been even better than the previous time!

A calico cat sits in the sun in Playa Blanca, Lanzarote on a warm January afternoon in 2017. The charity, Freddy’s Cat House, erected the feeding house you can see in the background.

The massive Eiffel Tower glows golden as it is viewed from the Trocadéro nearby.

Groynes in the sand as the water rushes away to do battle with another wave coming in. The ever-present push and pull of the tide, defeated for some time at least by these wooden posts.

Two days of unbroken Cork sunshine had to end somewhere, and they ended like this. I was in the posh Dunnes in Bishopstown and when I came out the sunny sky became a brooding wall of cloud piling up overhead just as a jet lifted off. From the ground it looked tiny, but that’s distance…

A scarlet-railed bridge, a limestone arch, and a pond almost still enough to hand you a second bridge for free. I caught this one at Fota Wildlife Park, framed through a gap in the spring foliage, the fresh greens crowding in from both sides. The contrast is what pulls me in. Those bold red posts…