Tag: the Burren

A Rare Burren Resident – Red Squirrel (IV)

The last wintry image in the series of this little beautiful red Burren whirlwind.

A Rare Burren Resident – Red Squirrel (III)

It is officially spring now, however the air still has a frosty bite to it, the scent of winter lingering… It won’t be long though, before it loosens its grip entirely. This winter’s day portrayed in this photograph, is one of the most memorable days of winter for me. And

A Rare Burren Resident – Red Squirrel (II)

A red squirrel in the Burren, is a rare sight. And a beautiful sight too that only brings joy. I am lucky to have this one visiting daily.

A Rare Burren Resident – Red Squirrel (I)

A red squirrel in the Burren.
I am told it’s a rare sign.

Grunge – Robin (V)

The robin always has something to say and it is always worth taking the time to listen.

Grunge – Goldfinch (IV)

Grunge – Robin & Goldfinch (III)

Grunge – Robin & Goldfinch.

Grunge – Robin (II)

Grunge – Robin (II)
I spent the entire wintry day of storm Darcy window gazing, feeding the birds, breaking the ice on their water and photographing these beautiful winged creatures braving the storm and the snow. They have no other choice. Such strength in such fragile bodies. I marvel at their existence. Every single day. Observing. Listening. Learning. Unlearning.

Grunge – Robin; “*The Wind Bloweth Where It Listeth” (I)

I am attracted to imperfect and unpolished photography. Photography with some grit and grain. A bit raw, a bit solitary. Photography as stillpoints in the eye of a turbulent world. Sometimes quite abstract and sometimes like this next series of photographs, with a grungy touch to them. Sometimes this style makes my photography being referred to as paintings. I kind of like that too. My camera simultaneously the lens and the paintbrush with which I capture the world as I see it….

The Image Of A New Album By Luka Bloom – ‘out of the blue’

The image of Luka Blooms new album ‘out of the blue’.
I’m honoured to have my photograph as the cover of his new album.

Winter (IV)

Snow in the Burren is as beautiful as it is rare.

Winter (III)

Morning light and long shadows…

Winter (II)

The rain is back, but the memory of snow lingers.

Winter (I)

Snow in the Burren.

My Friend the Winged One – Home

When I am in the presence of the robin, I simply am. Without the ‘I’. That’s it. That’s enough. Although we are so obviously very dissimilar, there is this notion that ultimately we are of the same. Only expressed differently. Home is same. I see the blue marble without borders or countries when I look into its dark eyes. I sense the unfathomable mystery behind our very existence. And that truly is home.

My Friend The Winged One – Flutter Of Wings

I’ve never been able to capture my friend the winged one in flight, however I still enjoy the feeling of this photograph, from one of the first days it flew towards me, leaving the safe shelter of the bush and branches and landed on my camera.

My Friend The Winged One – photobombing

If there’s one thing I’ve rarely been attracted to photographing, it is flowers. With the exception of sunflowers. And dandelions at their last grasp of the familiar world, the only world they have known, before the winds pull the seeds from their place of origin and carry them to unknown

My Friend The Winged One – A Natural Balancing Act

I am looking at this beautiful natural balancing act that played out in front of me one day in late June. I am grateful I can look at it again and then again this crispy cold October day…

My Friend The Winged One – The Gift Of Trust

So this is how you clean your feathers and bath in the rays of the early summer’s sun. I hadn’t known this friendly winged one for long before it displayed the utmost trust by making itself entirely vulnerable in my presence by splaying itself on the ground like this, trusting

My Friend The Winged One – After Its First Storm

It had stopped raining. The summer storm had settled too. And my little young friend the winged one with the big courageous heart flies over and says hello before settling on a branch, all buffed up and starts twittering without catching its breath between each note, telling me all about

My friend the winged one

Winter went, spring happened, a whole lot of other things happened, and then June arrived and in the midst of it all, this beautiful little curious winged one all of a sudden sat on a branch next to me, still with its guardian parent looking after its safety and therefore

Music, Magic and Mistbows In The Burren

  NEW ANNOUNCEMENT!! Gig below postponed due to technical issues. Stay tuned! Dear everyone, tonight Sunday 24th May @ 7pm Irish time my dear friend, the musician Luka Bloom, has a treat for you; ““Luka Bloom Live In The Burren” A timeless moment of tunes and stories in a unique

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