Quite a sight for - as marine-traffic website defines people like me - marine enthusiasts. Those three ginormous cranes have been assembled here in Cork Harbour and stuck onto this incredible ship.
This heavy lift vessel is called Albatross, which word, apart from quite obviously depicting a bird, apparently has a second meaning of a heavy burden. How suitable. Quite like Irish Ferries calling their fastest vessel Jonathan Swift.
Those cranes are bound for Puerto Rico, which leaves me puzzled. Is it really cheaper, or more efficient, to assemble them here, load them onto this - surly quite expensive to rent - ship and navigate late winter storms all the way across atlantic? Wouldn't it be easier to haul them across on a normal ship and assemble them in the port of destination? I'd love someone with some real knowledge to explain this to me.
A cloud study of sorts, single cloud in a landscape. Both taken on the Cork coast, first at Old Head of Kinsale, second somewhere close to Robert's Cove.
A Christmas walk around Zalesie Gorne village, close to my hometown of Przemysl. I have been reminded how vividly blue snow can be.
Few images back from February. Taken on the walk to Bell's Field, one of my last walks with Quinta.
Brigantine 'Corwith Cramer', Port of Cork, a luminous summer sunrise. Who would have thought a main mast can double as a chimney?
We camped there some time in March - there are just over one million incredibly beautiful beaches on the west coast of Ireland and this is one of them. The bright light on the bottom of the second image - courtesy of the bonfire.
We always knew this day will come, but it doesn't make it any easier.
Quinta is leaving us and going for her full training to become a guide dog. She will go on Tuesday, but I will be in Dublin for next few days so for me it's goodbye in just few hours. We're shuttered.