Tag: photography
Rural Monaghan. It’s an odd place.
Summer came. For about three days. It’s mid-March, so it should have caught me by surprise, but I’d been waiting for months so I took it in my stride. I thought I was making the best of it at the time, as if Summer was my new girlfriend and I was determined to treat her right. We went for walks, ate ice cream, planted seeds, breakfasted in the garden, fell asleep half dressed. Now it’s over, I feel like I could have done more; I should have paid more attention, should have savoured it, shouldn’t have drunk so much spiced rum.
I miss you, Summer. Freckles and broken dreams, that’s all I have. And a mild, lingering hangover.
Tree.
(Sony DSC-HX1)
I like photos of things that could be other things. A tree that might be an x-ray of an artery or a microscopic view of damaged hair.
Sony DSC-HX1
These days, if it’s not green I simply will not be paying attention.
Sony DSC-HX1
Home again. Back to the sea.
Ghastly Sony compact of some sort oh wait it’s a DSC-S2100.
I’ve been travelling again. This photo was taken with a borrowed camera part way up a Kerry mountain on a cold February evening.
Kodak V570.
Found negative.