The lights are out, the windows are barred. A plant seeks the light close to the window. There’s an exit, an emergency exit.

I went to the reservoir in Inniscarra yesterday evening to capture the sunset. It had been a glorious day and I saw there would be a smattering of cloud at sunset, which might make for a dramatic picture. As it happened, there was cloud, but it was mostly at the horizon in a thick, impenetrable…

Looking up at the old Methodist church on the Cork side of Cobh I liked how the sign looked.

So many people gathered to watch the Eiffel Tower in Paris, but if they looked behind them, they’d see this magnificent reflection of the Tower. The Grand Palais Éphémère was empty and dark when I was there, so it reflected perfectly the Eiffel Tower in its windows. I have to admit, the last time I…

Graffiti on the hoarding around the derelict site on Sullivan’s Quay asks the profound questions. “Have you stopped growing?”

I looked through a gate and saw a tunnel. Doors at the end were lit up in a courtyard. Barely noticed on the main street in Cobh.

Nestled in a cul-de-sac in the middle of Cork City lies this quiet street. It’s not easy to get to, being down a narrow side street, or through a pedestrian tunnel between buildings. I’ve only walked past it a few times, and I’ve posted photos of the chimneys on these houses a few times here.

The cathedral in Cobh is really impressive. It’s set on a hill overlooking the town, so when I saw the rays of the setting sun light up the front of the building, I had to record the moment in a photo.

The remains of the pier where people boarded boats to take them to the Titanic and other ships. 123 people left Cobh here to board the Titanic that was moored off Roche’s Point, at the mouth of the harbour. In March 2018, plans were approved for an observation walkway and ticket kiosk, but thankfully they…

That container isn’t going anywhere fast. Yeah, weird subject for a photo but it was to the side of a pub. I’ve seen those containers used to carry glass bottles around but this one is past that now.

The murals and graffiti on the hoarding on Sullivan’s Quay, Cork changes all the time and the evening I shot this it bore the text, “Mind is like a garden”. You can see a mural in the background that I posted yesterday, and two women walking past.

The fiery, red hair of the mural on Sullivan’s Quay contrasts with the blue and dark background of the picture. I like the “no parking” sign, even if it’s distracting. I like the way the shadow of the pole and sign lies on the wall, duplicating the solid in the 2D world of the wall.