The Burren landscape is miles and miles of limestone rock. But from that rock, patches of flora find a way to the surface.
I don’t tend to take photos in churches much. But the light here was truly divine.
I’ve never done light painting before this night and because of when the sun sets here, we had to wait until almost 12:30 AM before it was dark enough to do this. Battled a bit of wind (hence the blurring), but I had fun with the process anyway.
Playing with saturation here.
I walked Powell Creek Friday night and these are a few of the sightings
It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to get out with the camera. The first of a few shots at the Little Storm Lake.
Staircase at the Iowa state Capitol.
Happy birthday, my friend.
Rising to Sam’s challenge on reflection
There are lots of places like Vermont, New Hampshire, and Colorado that boast dramatic, startling hues in autumn. Iowa has a more subtle appeal–varied shades of gold, brown, and copper. I love this landscape.
A local icon in the tiny Irish fishing village of Sneem, Mr. Timmy Downey, holds forth on life, love and loss.