Here are some photos taken on a recent evening around my house.
Another evening walk on Murioch Beach. The sky was somewhat featureless, no clouds, and the tide was a bit far out. I didn’t expect to get anything better or even as good as previously. I have shown photos from an evening walk here in previous posts, like this:
But as the sun dropped low and the colour changed I got a few images that I thought were worth capturing.
For those Star Wars fans out there, the rocky ridged hill on the right of the picture above is Sybil Head, (Ceann Sibéal), on which the Star Wars set was located for the entire summer of 2016, during the making of The Last Jedi. Some filming was also shot on Malin Head in Donegal that same year (up north), and one or two other locations. But Star Wars was not new to Kerry that year. The Force Awakens was filmed on Skellig Michael the previous summer, in South Kerry.
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Not everything is life goes according to plan. I should be in Italy today, but circumstances got in the way. I was expecting to be basking in hot springs and hopefully warm sunshine, but no. However I really can’t complain. The sun is actually shining here. At sunset yesterday, I saw this lovely pink light on slightly snow topped Mount Brandon, through the trees in my back garden. Two months of storms have ensured a clearer view than usual through the trees and hedges – compensation for the loss of the shelter that is really so important in the garden when you live here.
Moving around to the front, facing west, I captured yet another sunset from this viewpont (below). But every one looks different.
In this part of the world, the gorse blooms a little all year round.
There’s no doubt that it’s winter – looking at these bare willow and reed stalks in this wetland area. But again – my view is better in winter.
Evening light offers lovely possibilities, and I often take advantage when the opportunity arises. I have many evening photos from several different countries, and you can see them on this link:
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One cloudy evening on my local beach in Ballyferriter, Dingle Peninsula, the tide was high and the water was calm, with no swell or breaking waves and the remnants of light in the sky cast a silvery light on the gently moving Atlantic Ocean.
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Evening photos on my local beach, Béal Bán, Ballyferriter, Dingle Peninsula, in the South West of Ireland.
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Many times I have taken photos of the same subject, and each one is so different. Every photographer knows this. How the light quality can change the colours, the hue, the mood, temperature, and often the beauty and attractiveness of an image!
In these photos of boats at Zygi Harbour in Cyprus, A dramatic stormy sky combined with the golden light of a late winter’s afternoon offered wonderfully vivid photographic potential. The Cypriot fishing boats, which are very colourful subjects, gave added intensity to the images.
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It’s not often that I get across to the east coast of this country nowadays, but I recently made a short visit to Courtown, in County Wexford. The weather wasn’t great, the sunshine was scarce and the light was dull, but I grabbed a few opportunities to capture some images
It must be said that Courtown once had the most perfect beach in the world – with a marvellous expanse of dry, soft, clean, golden sand. The water depth was perfect and safe for swimming. Admittedly, it didn’t have the fabulous scenery of the Kerry beaches, with which I am now very familiar, but the quality of the beach itself was second to none. Sunshine was always more plentiful in that part of the country too. I have no photos of what it was like before – but OMG – look what is is now!
It’s an understatement to say that erosion has taken its toll. Tons of boulders have been deposited to ‘protect’ the coastline. Time has shown once again that nothing stays the same.
It’s good to see that there are still some gaps in the mountains of boulders, where families can enjoy the sun, sand and sea.
The opening of woodland trails do compensate in part for the loss of so much beach
But alas, the woodland was not safe either from the ferocious storms of last winter.
Graffiti on this storm felled tree on the beach echoes my thoughts about transience and change, although I could not read the full sentence that once was there.
The last rays of sun creep up along the RNLI boathouse