Welcome to my new site! I bought this domain name last Christmas and decided I was going to move my blog here. One thing I never liked about my old blog was that I had nearly four hundred photos of completely disjointed subjects. It really was great for learning a bit about photography, but I don’t have anything that resembles a body of work that has my own stamp on it. For that matter, I don’t even have a style of my own. So after a lot of thought, I decided to go with more of a story telling approach. The idea being that I will shoot along a general theme or subject over an extended period of time (anything longer than an hour really) – this will give me a chance to make my own of it. Well, that’s the idea anyway!
I decided to get up early Saturday morning to go for a walk in the beautiful Clare Glens on the Limerick/Tipperary border. I had been here before, but usually got distracted with the camera and never made it very far along the walk. This time I was determined to get right up to the top of the loop. Here are a few shots I took along the way.
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The river winds it’s way through the rocks – waiting for nobody.
A branch hangs over one of the smaller drops in the river.
A big old tree has come to rest at the top of one of the more spectacular falls in the Clare Glens.
It may sound like a silly thing to make a study out of, but as rocks go, this one was relatively pleasing to the eye. This involved getting into the river with camera tripod and the gear. I think it was worth it though.
It has taken thousands and thousands of years for the river to take it’s current shape.
Who says you can’t have Sun and Sand in Ireland? The sun manages to break through the canopy above. The light conditions change every few seconds – it’s hard to keep up with it.
All of the Pebbles on the side of the river have been polished smooth by years of movement along the river bed.
A Pine cone lies on a tiny sandy bank at the side of the river. I’ve no idea how it got there – the river, a dog or a child are the most likely suspects.
The water runs over and through the rocks. Not a great place for a Kayak – although I may be wrong, some people just love pain. đŸ˜‰
I sat here, in the middle of the river, for about half an hour. I decided to have an Apple and cleaning my gear because of a Phantom scratch in one of my filters (it was a thread from the cloth I was cleaning it with). Not a soul around – all you could hear is the water crashing over the falls above and the birds singing. Hard to believe you are only fifteen minutes outside Limerick city, but that’s Ireland for you. It doesn’t get any more peaceful than this.
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Two abstracts – I like them, not everybody’s cup of tea though.
 The near perfect angles of these rocks caught my eye.
Wildflowers soaking up the Sun on part of the upper bank.
Pebbels of all sizes and colours in the bed of the river.