Hello, is there anybody out there? Today on Sandymount strand.
Trespassing in twilight
Lately I’ve been stealing time before work to take the dogs up to the fields for a run around. Them, not me. It’s about all I can manage, being awake and walking. Running would be asking too much. The grass is long enough to lose a dog and takes a bit of effort to lift…
Meath was looking pretty stunning this morning. I would have stayed there snapping for longer, but a curious herd of cows came to check us out and Pippa freaked and ran home.
Soft day, thank God
We had one of those Meath winter days on Sunday. The kind where you can’t see 10 feet ahead of you. Everything goes spooky, and quiet. When you wander into a field, you quickly lose touch with the modern world, and it’s like stepping back in time.
Hello? Is there anybody out there?
Stopped to take a few shots on the way to work today. I had to be careful not to wander too far into the fields. The fog was that heavy, you could easily get comfortably numb. Luckily, the trees stood their ground and marked the way back.