I took this last week with the new telephoto lens. That said, I was about 15 inches away from the swan in the foreground when I took it, so it wasn’t exactly a situation where I needed the telephoto, and I rather wish that for this *particular* shot I’d had the 50mm or even the wide-angle. But I didn’t, and I like the picture anyway. :)
Two things I love: seeing rain fall in the distance, and watching sunlight burst through clouds. I’ve never taken pictures of the former, but I have enough of the latter to constitute a (small) series. :)
There’s not much like a foggy morning for shooting graveyards, and while we lived in Cobh I kept a keen eye to the weather for purposes of dashing down to the graveyard should a sufficiently foggy morning arise. One did. :) We’ve a graveyard nearby here, the Glasnevin Cemetery, that I want to go shoot sometime, but it’s so flipping huge I’ve been intimidated. Someday I’ll go do it, though. :)
I love tortoises and turtles. They’re one of the many things I have gained affection for purely through literature. In this particular case, my affection was borne of reading Terry Pratchett’s SMALL GODS on one of the flights around America in 1996 while going to meet my net friends. I had run out of reading material and bought SMALL GODS in desperation, not because I thought it would be good, but because I had read several earlier Pratchett novels, loathed them all universally, and figured that at least I knew…
This was from last week’s wide-angle lens day. To our left, the Millennium Spire, not precisely affectionately known as “The Stiffy by the Liffey,” and to our right, the General Post Office, which, in 1916, during the Easter Rising, was the uprising’s headquarters. The pillars are full of bullet holes.