In honor of St. Patrick’s Day, here’s an “only in Ireland” shot I took some years ago in a small village south of Dublin.
And I’ll bet you’ll never guess what sort of municipal building this might be.
This is the Garda Siochana.
Still guessing? That’s “Guardian of the Peace” in English. Also known as a police station.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
On a clear day you can look across the Strait of Juan de Fuca and see all the way to the whitecapped Canadian Coastal Mountains. Between here and there are the San Juan Islands and the occasional passing ship.
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Really, I post every day!
I’ve heard from several people lately that they haven’t gotten current posts when they’ve visited this blog. I’ve had the same problem. I spent time with my web host tech support to troubleshoot. According to them, the problem was with my computer system which, they say, is “lazy” and does not automatically refresh to show new posts. I was instructed to clear my browser history (Google “clear browser history” for instructions). This helped but has not solved the problem. I find I can access the current post by hitting the “refresh” button on the browser. Alternatively, click on “Home” on the upper right hand corner of the blog post.
If anyone out there is more technically proficient and can explain why this is occurring and how to fix it, I’d certainly appreciate further information! And, no…a new computer is not in the budget.
My friend Marie, in California, takes some stunning photographs. Sometimes I just have to share. This was sunset in Gualala last month. Thanks, Marie!
Looking over my posts from 2016 these two shots from Butchart Gardens last spring really caught my eye. In the middle of winter the foliage and color was a sight for sore eyes.
I think I’ve formulated a 2017 resolution: get back to Butchart Gardens again this spring.
I went for the obvious for today’s City Daily Photo theme, “Transition.”
This is one of the bigger transitions in my life, the day a gigantic moving truck picked up everything we owned in California and drove off. After several stops it arrived at our destination, Sequim, Washington. This marked the end of my life spent entirely in California, the end of my working career, and, for a while, the end of much that was familiar. Knowing all this, I was filled with excitement. The lack of anxiety assured me that all would be well, as it has been.
To see other interpretations of today’s theme, click here.
I didn’t take this shot. My friend Marie did. As you can see, Marie is quite a photographer.
This is a beach in Gualala, California and Marie turned back to have a look on her way home from an afternoon of fishing. It’s too great a shot not to share, don’t you think? Thank you, Marie!
You know you’re headed in the right direction when you see this view. Seattle at your back, Bainbridge Island straight ahead…and the Olympic Mountains beyond.