Tag Archives: Dublin
Day #160 Deep Reflections
I’ll be honest, I had more fun photographing the infinity pool at the Marker Hotel Spa than I had sitting in the Jacuzzi. And I love sitting in a Jacuzzi. I must admit, the dark minimalist decor is not terribly to my taste. It leaves me feeling that the space is a bit stark and cold where…
Day #156 Seeing the Amnials
“Amnials” is how Hawkeye says “animals” at the moment. Frankly, I find it adorable. I always have to bite my tongue not to laugh and I have to sternly remind myself to say it correctly in response, and not indulge my own whimsy at his toddlerisms. This past weekend we went to Dublin Zoo again.…
Day #151 Scrambling for meaning
I took this photo recently because I loved walking by the wall in the alley daily and seeing the flowers cling and grow out of something that is meant to be lifeless. There’s a metaphor in here somewhere, I thought as snapped the photo quickly. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” “Nature will persevere.”…
Day #150 New Beginnings: The Intentional and Unintentional Landscaping of Shelbourne Road Part IV
The advantage of this unintended photo essay of the flora in the front gardens of Shelbourne Road (and, as I’ve realised, a stretch of Upper Grand Canal Street), is that in the process of paying close attention to the flowers that are blooming I have been able to appreciate them in different stages of blooming. Here’s an example of a…
Day #148 Through the mist
This morning was bright and sunny, however it took a bit longer than usual to burn off the early morning mist, creating a bit of a surreal landscape where the nearby buildings, and trees looked physically solid and three dimensional, while the taller structures in the distance (mostly the current crop of construction cranes and new high rises) took…
Day #142 Wear the Lilac
This post is brought to you by the colour purple. It was also written about two weeks earlier, but I decided to withhold posting it until today, in honour of Terry Pratchett’s memory and The Glorious Revolution of the Twenty Fifth of May. How do they rise up? Featured photo courtesy of Agent J Written on…
Day #139 A sign of things to come
Yes, it’s flowers again. One of the more interesting things I’ve noticed since accidentally starting this side photo project is how the flowers and gardens are changing on an almost daily basis as I keep walking back and forth along the same stretch of street. Some flowers stay bright and colourful for weeks on end while…
Day #134 The Intentional and Unintentional Landscaping of Shelbourne Road, Part III
I was honestly looking for something, anything, else to post today. Who knows, maybe I’ll go and have a fabulous yoga class this evening that I should have written about instead. However, the day was kind of crappy and stressful in small but annoying ways and the most cheerful part of that was once again slowly…
Day #129 Vandalism as art (aka Guerrilla Street Art)
Sometime in 2015 I spotted a pair of these street signs at the entrance to Dame Lane in Dublin. I was with a friend. We laughed. I took photos. We moved on. This incident may have been consigned to the dustbin of my memory and back pages of my social media archives were it not for…
Day #124 And then the giraffes started to dance
A lot of candidates for happy moments today. I got a bit of a lie in. I went to the spa for a massage. The weather was sunny and glorious. Best thing hands down, however, was Hawkeye at the zoo. We went for a short visit in the afternoon. It was well after 3pm but…
The Feathered Rose 