Thursday, January 18, 2018

Nuns' Beach, Ballybunion, New Year's Day 2018 - a photo

Yes, the sea was as wild as it looks. The Nuns' Beach was completely submerged, and on the main beach, the little headland on which the castle stands was surrounded by water, unlike the scene last year, shown in other blog posts. This one, and this one, for example. And there must have been some storm out at sea, because there was a lot of foam at the water's edge, and the waves were sneaky little buggers - I was gathering some seaweed that had washed up to use in my garden, when I got hit by a rogue wave, could have been worse, Dolf warned me just in time and if he hadn't, I would have been a lot wetter.

Another thing: Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't there TWO blowholes on the Cliff Walk not so long ago? When we walked here on 1 January 2018, there was only one, and one very deep inlet. 

Monday, January 15, 2018

Drawing: Winter Sunset

So I was just playing with these ink crayons I got last year in Cork when this happened:

Bright colours on dark paper. Will be framing and hanging someplace.

I love simplicity in art. 

Monday, January 8, 2018

Feckin' Baltic

I felt that this one was an apt one for a post today, given the weather in Ireland - what a frost, eh?

This was a family from the Far East on a visit to Ireland, and I got the idea that it was WAY colder than they had expected - European summers are warm, right? Hah - tell that to the Irish weather gods, who are contrary divils at the best of times - and the girl walking in the front was clearly not comfortable judging by how she was trying to walk and keep herself warm with her arms at the same time, and her big scarf ... and as the current description du jour of cold weather in Ireland is 'baltic', after the sea, I thought I'd give it the cheerful Irish superlative 'fecking' and so came up with the title 'Cliffs of Moher: Feckin' Baltic'.

Ah, weather. Where would we be without it. It gives us something neutral and relatively harmless to talk about, at any rate. 

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Charlie in the winter sun

And here's another picture of this little man .... because I can. Yes, he is gorgeous. Yes, he is funny. Yes, he does bring me mice. And rats. And on occasion, a bird. Usually already dead. But not always.

Sweetest little schnookum ever. 

Today's road trip: Glen of Aherlow

I hate snow. But I like it like this: when I don't have to actually deal with it, but can admire it.

Happy New Year, everyone!