All day long the sun toiled hard to burn away the stubborn clouds. Hiding below, in the gloom, life continued in a manner familiar to anyone living through an Irish winter. In the distance, defiant at last, a few lucky homes emerge from the mist to glimpse the setting sun.
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Land Above the Clouds
For most of the day we found ourselves shrouded in fog with a landscape of frosted green and white vanishing into the mist less than 50 meters away in all directions. Where the sun should have been was a vast brightness while somewhere above a hint of blue suggested we had been under a receding […]
Read MoreThat’s How The Light Gets In
Recently I took a little detour on my way home from the ‘day job’. There are a few places I like to go at Outer Harbor giving access to some beautiful seascapes and at times breathtaking bird life. On this moody evening the wildlife had made itself scarce, probably moving east to the protection of […]
Read MoreFiery Nights
Fiery sheets of rain fall in the western horizon but none of it reaches the water below while the ocean is calm even as storm clouds loom overhead. I loved the incongruity of this scene tonight as people played and swam in the warm shallows while small boats lingered out at sea. What a beautiful […]
Read MoreFields of Gold
Surrounded by vineyards a rainbow has fallen on a fallow field lit by the sun through a rent in the clouds. Misty rain falls elsewhere giving this Barossa landscape a dreamy feel. It’s not a full rainbow, and the gold at its base is just stubble. The surrounding vineyards are the true gold of the […]
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