So, I’ve finally taken the time out to start a new project. You may remember that I did a 365 project back in 2009 where I took a photo a day for the year. I learned a lot, but haven’t really exerted myself (in photography) any further in the meantime. So this time, I’m going to take 50 shots at 50mm (using my EF 50mm 1.8 – a cheap and very cheerful prime lens). There is no theme, this is more of an exercise to get me out and about with the camera – to get me thinking again.
Anyway, this is the first shot in the series – our pup, Archie. I took this earlier this month shortly after I decided to commit to doing the 50@50 project. A decomissioned railway line runs by Adare which makes for a nice walk. Archie loved it and I’m proud to report that this is the first time he ever obeyed the ‘stay’ command. Clever pup!
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A female Chaffinch (I think) looking under the snow covered leaves for food at Curraghchase Forest Park, on Christmas Day, 2010.
Another Wintery shot taken on Christmas morning 2010. I’m noticing a trend starting here – time for a change of topic and I have to stop shooting into the sun!
Taken very early on Christmas Day while walking around in Adare, Co. Limerick. The low, early morning Winter Sun burst through the frost covered trees casting long shadows.
Taken in Loughrea, Co. Galway – December 2010.
Taken from the top of the cable car at Brevent (Alt. 2525m) around 1500m above Chamonix below. I love this place – in all the years our family has been coming here, I’ve never tired of it. This peak (Brevent) is usually fairly peaceful as there are only two black runs back down to Plan Praz (525m below), so it doesn’t have the same amount of traffic as the lower slopes.
We hope to get back to Chamonix next year – although with the impending doom, I mean wedding (sorry Síofra!!!), it may not happen.
A little shed in the Flegere ski area in Chamonix, France. Had a great week, but didn’t have the camera out as often as I would have liked. The few times I did take it out, I massively over exposed everything (with exposure comp.). The main problem was that I couldn’t see the back of the camera due to glare from the sun to see if it was over or under exposed. Ah well, the snow was great – you can’t have it all!
This is very similar to the previous shot – I couldn’t make up my mind which I preferred, so I posted both. This was also taken yesterday in Curraghchase.
Ok, the poem is actually called “The road not taken” by Robert Frost, 1916.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Another shot from the trip to Curraghchase yesterday. It was so cold, so still, so peaceful… well, not that peaceful, Sí was giving out about her backside after that trip down the hill on the fertilizer bag!
Today was supposed to be the end of this little 365 project – unfortunately two good friends lost family members during the year and it didn’t seem right to post at the time. For this reason, I have two more days to go before I will have a full 365 photos. Check back soon!
Glad to see that the tree was repaired on time for Christmas – after it crashed into the Shannon Bridge in Limerick during the recent floods. It was so foggy that you couldn’t see the bank on the other side of the river!
The lake in Loughrea froze over during the recent cold snap. A lot of people tried to break the ice by throwing rocks onto the ice. Surprisingly, the ice was thick enough to support the impact of several heavy rocks.