Photos from around my garden. I was going to add more commentary, but I’ve decided to just let the photos do the talking. I’m feeling a little tired.

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These photos were taken on different days and at different sections of the coast of the Ballydavid region of the Dingle Peninsula, County Kerry, on the South West of Ireland.

You may already be familiar with the Three Sisters, which can be seen from many parts of this peninsula. They rise up majestically from the side you can see here, but drop down dramatically on the western coast.

Many visitors to the area never get round to seeing this part of the Dingle Peninsula. By the time they’ve done the Slea Head Drive, and in many case taken the short cut back to Dingle town accidentally, they don’t get a chance to walk the cliffs of Ballydavid.

I really enjoy seeing the rocky coastline here.

A chough poses on top of this WW2 lookout post. Not that you can tell that it’s a chough from this photo, but I was watching two of them flying about the area.

It’s hard to resist taking a few shots of the lambs in the field along here. Unfortunately this little one below got loose from the field and couldn’t find a way back in. It refused to be helped, being too scared and timid!


There was a beautiful sky with amazing clouds when I took some of these photos, but unfortunately I only had my mobile phone on that occasion, and was in a bit of a rush. I feel I could have done it more justice with my better camera and more care.

I got carried away trying to get a good image of these cormorants, using my full zoom, as this rock was some distance away. I was pleased the fishing boat turned up – it added a little extra interest to the shot.

More images from the Ballydavid area can be seen on my website here

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Petunias are so rewarding to grow in a pot, and just as rewarding to capture in photos.

I particularly like to capture those with the light shining through the petals, it shows their delicacy, more than those with the sun full on the front of the blossoms, which makes them appear more opaque and waxy.

It’s also nice to capture a bee or two.

Sometimes I wish I had done more dead-heading before shooting.

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Summertime gives us beautiful wild flowers and other marvellous plants. Many are invasive and annoying, especially the non-native types, but most give beautiful displays on the local country roads. They are so stunning that everyone talks about them at this time of year.

These photos are just a sample from a local road walk close to my home. Above, the much enjoyed foxgloves.

Buttercups are lovely, except when they entwine their roots in your vegetables or cultivated flowers. I love the red clover.

By the way – have you noticed that it takes six clicks to insert an image with this new WordPress editor. It was easier and less time consuming with the old one, until they made it more and more impossible to use.

My two favourite August wildflowers, meadow sweet and loose strife.

I was very surprised that I had never noticed this type of fern on this little road before, particularly as the roadsides were thick with them in places. Usually I would have noticed this other more common type, as shown in this one below.

I don’t have the name of either type.

I like the soft featheriness of my newly discovered ones.

Honeysuckle, below, or woodbine as we used to call it when I was a kid. We used to suck the nectar from the base of the flowers. It has a wonderful scent.

On my website, you can see many photos of Irish Wild flowers. Also I have published a number of wild flowers posts here previously, such as this one entitled Wild and Free created during last year’s restrictive lockdown.

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I need to explain that I published this post last year, and then with an accidental flick of the finger on the phone screen (August 2021), I put it into drafts. I then had to press the publish button to place it back into published. So that’s why it’s out of context and time!

So here is the original post:

Back to Mizoram again in this post, with still so many photos to show after my December 2019/ January 2020 trip.

There are church buildings all over the place in Aizawl, the capital of Mizoram, a state in North East India (which is 87% Christian), and very large impressive buildings they are too, but Solomon’s Temple is considered a ‘must see’ for tourists. It’s a huge building with a seating capacity of 3000 inside, and a lot more could be seated in the porch or canopied area all around the exterior of the building.

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The architect and leader of the Church Dr LB Sailo, claims that God showed him the design in a dream, so he set about attempting to get this church constructed. It took more than 20 years to build, and it was built largely on voluntary labour. I found that the name of the religion was hard to grasp, as I was given different answers when I enquired about it. ‘A cult’, ‘Born again Christian’ ‘Kohhran Thianghlim’ (meaning Holy Church) were some answers. Whatever, it is, it is the largest Church building in Aizawl. I don’t know how full it might be on a Sunday. It’s open to tourists with a caretaker there to show you around.

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The walls of the building are covered in white busleara marble, and the floor is of red sandstone. The winter afternoon sun gives the walls a warm tint in some of these photos.

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Mizo Church goers do seem to enjoy their singing and this is generally accompanied by enthusiastic drumming.

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The building inside is just one open space. The ceiling is highly polished which enables the light from the windows to be reflected, giving extra light in the building.

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Notice the Star of David, generously applied as ornamentation around the building. They named this building after the original Solomon’s Temple in Jerusalem, (currently the site of the Al Aqsa Mosque) and see it as some kind of replacement for the First Temple.

Just for a little balance, I have included a few photos of other church buildings I happened to see as I walked around. I haven’t got the names of all of them

I would just like to say that I am not at all religious and have no religious beliefs whatsoever. I’m just an observer.

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Chaltlang Presbyterian Church, above and below (with Christmas lights).

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A Christmas tree street decoration below, outside a church building.

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Thanks for visiting my post. I might return again to Mizoram in another post.

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On my return home one evening after a clear, sunny day, I spotted a sheet of fog rolling in from the Atlantic. So, hoping for some nice pics I stopped at the tiny harbour at Dúinín (Dooneen). It was a little late, and the sun was going down, but worth a few shots anyway.

The iconic Three Sisters are just hidden under that duvet of fog out beyond, but you’ll have to take my word for it. Actually, the tallest sister, Binn Diarmada, is just peeping over the top of the fog.

Just looking around to my left it was just pouring over the mountains.

Moving on from Dúinín I continued my journey home, but when I was passing Murioch Beach I just had to stop and take a few more shots there, although the sun had already disappeared and the light was quite dim.

The sea was flat calm and the tide was low. Some people were just going into the water for a swim, and there were more fishing boats on the water than I would normally see out at one time. Some large yachts out there too, taking advantage of the calm water and free anchorage in the bay.

I have taken photos in foggy/misty conditions previously, and some of them can be seen on my website, using this link

I feel I have been less productive in recent months. I’ve been busy and somewhat tired too. But I now have a new gallery and I’ve started hanging pictures in it. Looking forward to receiving visitors and hoping for safer, healthier times.

Thanks for looking. Sláinte!


Following on from my last post I am now showing the last photos from my walk on Cosán na nÉighe to Cuas na nÉighe, on the Dingle Peninsula, West County Kerry, in the South West of Ireland, as the sun was setting and daylight went to sleep.

Above is Sybil Head, (Ceann Sibéal), viewed from Cuas na nÉighe, a place which I find one of the most magical and magnetic in the area. Often the sea is as rough as hell here, and so exhilarating to behold. But on this occasion it was calm and peaceful, on a warm and balmy summer’s evening.

There are two blow holes here, which I don’t dare to go near, though I would love to look down at the water I can hear swooshing down below.

The soft evening sun cast a lovely light on the rocks.

The Three Sisters and Ballydavid head are seen in the two photos above. Below is Mount Brandon.

There is a charming little boulder beach at this place.

While walking around this area taking photos, I came upon two women who were camping here. We got talking and I discovered they came from my own neck of the woods in the east of the country, one from my home town and the other from near my mothers place.

They kindly offered me some tea and shared their m&ms with me, while we sat and watched the sunset, and snapping all the while! A very memorable end to the day.

Aahh, there it goes – until tomorrow.

I had to rush back to Clogher Beach where my van was parked, before it became too dark. No street lights here!

The two islands are the Tiaracht and the Sleeping Giant (Inis Tuaisceart), of the Blasket Islands group.

As the light dimmed the sheep seemed to gather together.

And so concludes this one of many walks on this route. I’m sure I will go again, many more times.

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I set out to take some photos in the late evening sun, as I have done many times before. Not really sure where I would go to get something different from the previous hundreds – or thousands of shots I’ve taken in this area of the Dingle Peninsula where I live, I drove my van along the road until I came to Clogher Beach. It was a beautiful, sunny and calm evening and I liked the look of Clogher as I approached, so I parked up there.

I set out on the cliff walk from the beach to Cuas na nEighe. Some of you may recognise the place from my previous posts. I hoped to get some different images.

goodbye thrift refers to the sea pinks, also called thrifts. In previous posts I have shown the amazing swathes and clumps of these gorgeous pink flowers that festoon the cliffs in this area. Now they have turned brown and finished flowering for this year. Gone, but not forever. The thrill has definitely not gone, now that instead of thrift there are wonderful chamomile blossoms proliferating all along the cliff tops.

The Island of Inis Tuaisceart (The Sleeping Giant) is above.

The Tiaracht is the Island above.

As you can see, the thrift is still there in profusion, but not much pink there now, it’s mostly brown, but still quite attractive with the sunlight catching the tips of them.

Now I have Sybil Head (Ceann Sibéal) in view, above.

It was the way the low evening sunlight caught the tops of the flowers and grasses that caught my interest that evening. Even the way the dock seed heads above were illuminated, seemed really beautiful to me.

A closer look at the Sleeping Giant, above.

A sheep posed obligingly, in front of Sybil Head.

Well I seem to have such a lot of images to show – far too many for one post. I’ve decided to leave the others which include the sunset from this walk for my next post.

Thank you so much for visiting my blog. There are many images – photos and paintings from the Clogher area on my website. It would be great if you would check it out!


Here are some more photos taken one evening recently on one of my local beaches, Béal Bán (White Mount). I have shown many pics from there in previous posts, and as I always say, each day it looks different, as the light changes so much. I have to admit that I was feeling a little challenged to get some images that looked sufficiently different from previous efforts, but I think I succeeded; I hope you will agree.

It’s wonderful to have the long days. These captures were taken between 8.00 pm and 9.00 pm. It’s so nice to be able to walk on the beaches in the sunny evenings – if the sun shines, of course.

I zoomed across the bay to get close ups of the mountains. Below you can see Mount Brandon and the village of Ballydavid and it’s small beach and harbour.

There is a rocky area at the end of this lovely sandy beach. The low tide exposed more rocks than you might sometimes see.

As the tide was very low, the sand had these wavy, groovy patterns, which is often fodder for photographic images.

I was delighted to come across this sand castle, evidence of much fun and imagination by some child or children on the beach earlier.

I appreciate your visit. It would also be so nice if you would check out my Dingle Peninsula photos on my website. Thank you so much.


In Ballyferriter, on the Dingle Peninsula, in the South West of Ireland.

To celebrate the end of the longest day, I went into the field next to my garden to get a good look at the setting sun. It was not the most brilliantly colourful sunset, but it was good to see the sun, rather than a bank of clouds, which might have been the case!

The sun was dropping down behind the Three Sisters, which appear in many of my photos.

To maximise the colour I zoomed in close to the sunset.

Aahh – goodnight sun!

I turned around and saw the moon, thought I might as well take a shot.

Thanks for looking. Happy solstice!