The cliffs of Los Gigantes reflect the yellow light of the setting sun, while puny, tiny, boats lie moored in the harbour beneath. The size of the cliffs is astounding, easily dwarfing anything else nearby.

I’m not a huge fan of anchovies, but the way these fish were displayed caught my eye. The silvery fish created an almost hypnotic pattern across the vendor’s counter, their tiny bodies catching the harsh market lights in a way that demanded to be photographed.

Sometimes you have to stop and let humanity go past when there are too many people around.

While waiting for the train in Athens, I spotted a pigeon walking around the station, calm as you can imagine, as if he owned the place. A few minutes later, a train rolled in, passengers started moving, and the pigeon flew into the rafters. Observing all that he rules.

There’s something delightfully peculiar about finding a cat on a lead. I spotted these two characters taking a break near Camden Town in London. The scene just screamed to be photographed. The smoke caught in the sunlight and the cat’s nonchalant pose, how could I resist? It’s a candid shot, of course, and as the…

Looks like someone wasn’t that careful parking here. The poor parking sign is doing an imitation of the Leaning Tower of Pisa! Happy new year to you, dear reader. I’ve been posting photos here for twenty years this year. My first image, this yellow flower, is only 700px wide, but with the advent of high-resolution…

If you visit the Acropolis in Athens, be prepared to join the crowds of other tourists visiting at the same time. There’s an insatiable interest in the area, of course, because it’s so well known. First you walk up the side of the Acropolis hill, and enjoy nice views of the city, including the Odeon…

Exactly a month ago, I ventured out with Blarney Photography Club to see Wonderlights at Fota House. The grounds were transformed into something straight out of a cyberpunk fairy tale. This particular shot caught my eye – a grove of trees bathed in blues and magentas, with disco balls dangling from gnarled branches like some…

There’s something magical about Edinburgh during the golden hour, when the sun begins its descent and bathes the city in warm amber hues. I was walking along Princes Street with my colleagues after a long day of meetings when this scene stopped me in my tracks. At first glance, it might seem like just another…

People watching a game at Jim Cashman’s pub on Paul Street, Cork, last weekend.

St. Fin Barre’s Cathedral and one of the cars of the big wheel on Grand Parade at sunset several years ago. Must have been a really nice view from the top of the big wheel!

There’s never a bus when you want one, and suddenly four come along when you least expect it. A very busy Bridge Street in Cork last week with commuters on the way home.