There are a couple of things that are important to me when taking pictures: Texture and Location. I have been some places where you just can’t take a bad picture if you’ve got a reasonable camera and a little creativity. Other times it’s not a particularly exciting place so I find a way to take a picture that still may interest others. I am by no means a photographer in the sense that I know lots about the settings on my camera. I do love to take pictures and find ones that either speak to me at the moment or might later. Ireland is a place that I seldom find myself at a loss of things to take pictures of. Even tree bark can grab my attention at timesother times it can be things like this stone wall alone a road we walked many times. I found that almost every structure along this road had a personality that caught my attention. This was an abandoned building that has quite a storythat I will relate later. I’m not a real believer in ghosts but I captured something here that was very strange. I will post it later. I like the little things often enough and so this sign seemed to call out to be photographed…signs like this were all along the Tain Way showing where to walk. I usually don’t believe in posing for shots but on occasion I do just that when it seems fitting…after all what would a trip to Ireland be without at least one clover shot? There are times when a shot presents itself that is humorous and I love that. There were some large clovers that the Irish bumblebees were visiting. They were getting completely wasted at the clover lounge…just look at this and tell me you don’t think it looks like this is one drunk bee! I love to take pictures of Gabby because she’s not old enough to get too annoyed with me if I only take one or two pictures. She was gathering flowers for a bouquet for my mom here and I just couldn’t resist asking her to show me her treasury and click a quick shot before she got annoyed. My camera has a feature that I’ve grown to really like lately. It’s a panorama setting that doesn’t force me to go back and stitch shots together…it allows me to slowly pan from left to right and then makes the picture right then and there…I really like that! I love green as a color and Ireland never has a shortage of that color ! Fact is I think it might have made my eyes just a little more green too! Pictures of some of the roads really attracted me too. I felt like it spoke also of the path God has us walking on. Actually some of the countryside here reminded me of what there is on the Bear Tooth Pass here in montanaor maybe something you’d see in Glacier National Parkthough admittedly there was no snow and always there are old structures around that you don’t usually find in our national parks. Let’s walk on and see what we can see. I only wish I could have seen this place with my grandparents on my Mom’s side. They knew and loved so many wild flowers…they always knew the names of them all…something which escapes me. I relished the solitude on our walks…it was just us and the flowers and some sheep on occasion. There weren’t all that many trees on this walk so this patch of forest stuck out to me. It’s funny how you can take things for granted from your own neck of the woods until you leave it…where’s the pine? Looking down on the valley gave a wonderful view…though I’m not sure the sheep here would have said the same thing. This ram had seen better days. Oh how I miss this view! I come from a state that’s got lots of cows and sheep but these, these were Irish sheep! It’s not easy to get the whole picture but take a slice of what I offer here and know that Ireland is beautiful indeed! My next blog I’ll show the abandoned farm we explored and post the strange phenomenon we recorded…we weren’t looking for it but it found us! Tune in next week!