During my trip to Dublin in May, I went on a little excursion to the seaside town of Howth with a friend. (A few other photos are posted here and here.) The town was beautiful, and the weather was perfect for a casual stroll. After we walked along the harbor, we decided to head up into one of the townhouse-lined roads that cut into the hillside. We could see glimpses of a ruin here and there between the rooftops.
It was quite striking looking, but there wasn’t any obvious way to get up there. (At least not obvious from the street. Probably people with maps and/or guidebooks could find the way obvious. But it was more of an adventure to explore without these things.)
Soon enough, we came across this intriguing little stairway that climbed through a narrow canyon-like space between some stone walls. There were no signs that said where they led. On the other hand, there were also no signs that told us not to go that way.
The stairs led up to another road, or perhaps another bend of the same winding road, up higher on the hill. And a quick walk led to an overlook and entrance to the ruins and cemetery.
It was quite a beautiful and dramatic place to wander and photograph.
The moral of the story: Climb any intriguing stairways that are not marked with signs telling you not to.
This week’s friday foto finder theme is “ruin,” which gave me a nice opening to share these photos. To see what other ruins have been discovered, pay a visit to the fff blog!
After yesterday’s dried out and rather monochromatic leaf images, I figured I’d branch out to some more colorful and much less dry leaves.
Periwinkle leaves (and flowers).
Leaves of a blueberry bush.
Fallen oak leaves.
Have I mentioned before that I’m a sucker for water drops? Oh, right. Yup.
Following through with the leaves, these leaves are some different maple leaves that I came across back in April.
I found that they had retained a surprising amount of shape after a long harsh winter.
Indeed, I quite admired the graceful way they had curled up as they dried out.
My macro lens let me get in close to the crisp edges that had been nicely highlighted by the low afternoon sun.
I actually came across these leaves around the same time as I gathered up images of bright fresh spring leaves unfurling. Tonight, in the midst of a hectic stretch and feeling a bit used up, I seem to be identifying more with the dried up leaves of last year…
I mentioned yesterday that a Japanese maple tree in my neighborhood, now looking quite orange, once produced fall leaves of a surprising pink color. Here are a few photos I took in the late fall of 2012.
Two fallen pink and purple leaves among the duller hues of the oak leaves.
I was also quite taken by the complex pattern and varying shades of pink, on the leaves, looking like a mosaic, or fish scales.
These photos were from November, so there is clearly quite a bit more time for this year’s leaves to change color. I’m rather curious to see what they’ll do.
My neighbors’ Japanese maples are a regular source of enjoyment for me. The look of the leaves changes so dramatically from season to season, and even from hour to hour. I have photos from previous years where the red leaves had turned a purplish pink. This year they look a bit more yellowy orange. Or at least they did in the morning light a few days ago.
Really these are all crops of the same photo, but I wanted to show the beautiful color variation.
I especially love the way some of the leaves cast their shadows on other leaves.
It’s really feeling like fall these days. The nights have gone cool, and the air has a freshness to it. I do really love fall in New England.
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It is said that Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, but this never quite made sense to me. How could the peppers he picked already be pickled? Perhaps the peppers he picked were potential pickled peppers, or pre-pickled peppers. Possibly they were pickling peppers?
These were some of the questions I pondered while picking pecks of peppers at the farm where I am participating in a CSA this year. None of the peppers I picked were pickled.
They were, however, quite pretty.