Near Cleggan, in Connemara, Ireland, this beautiful beach takes its name from an ancient anchor buried in the sand… It is believed to be from the 1000 ton 3 mast barque ‘Verity’, from Nova Scotia, that was wrecked in a storm in 1890.
Sometimes when I see an open gate I wonder where it leads to, and what it is intended to keep in (or out). This gate however is directly in front of our house, and leads into the farmer’s fields. It’s normally left closed to discourage casual walkers, but has been left open by a neighbour taking their dog for a walk…
Rather windy tonight here in Cornwall so didn’t venture out to take photos, but then this awesome sunset appeared… A grab shot with my trusty Sony camera captured it perfectly.
Although ostensibly we installed these swings in the garden for our two granddaughters, I suspect they also fulfilled a long term ambition of my wife to have something she never had as a child… Anyway, they all get pleasure from them, so that’s the main thing I reckon.
Despite my best efforts, our lawn has a fair crop of dandelions already this year. Their seed heads only last for a day at most, so an opportunistic shot before the seeds are blown away.
Our local farmer has a store area where he keeps ‘bits and pieces’ (aka junk) that might ‘come in handy’ one day… These were some large Belfast style sinks formerly used as drinking troughs, but now replaced. I wonder how long they will stay there…
Pushing the sliders all the way in Lightroom shows what can (and probably shouldn’t) be done with images – I prefer a more natural look.