Here is some from my usual Sunday walk. We revisited the Clandeboye Way. We haven’t done it for a while as it can get water logged but today was enjoyable even with the mud.
I didn’t think the sign meant cameras so I snapped away when I could. Nice to see the dog using the pedestrian gate instead of going through the main one 🙂
I spotted these Fungi on an old fallen Birch log. My brother Sam thought they looked like Octopus.
On old rotten stump with beautiful deadwood.
Some of the landscape we crossed. The sheep moved away when they saw the dogs appearing.
Old Gate pillars made from Scrabo Sandstone. No longer used as a gate as the gap isn’t wide enough any more for modern machinery. New gate beside it.
We saw many trees along the walk that had fallen since our last visit. This one blocked the path.
Stephen wondered why I stopped to take a photo of the ground. I found it beautiful in it’s own way. It captures the season well. Can’t wait to see what he snaps with his new camera from Santa 🙂
Loved this old gnarly tree trunk. It tells it’s own story of life in the wood.
A birch full of witches brooms.
Just as we left the wooded area to walk along the coast, this Jay appeared in a tree. I snapped a few quick shots thinking it would only sit a few seconds. It was close by the path and was working hard to get grubs from a rotted branch. I quickly changed the lens to get a closer shot. Just As I was ready, it buggered off! Never get a chance like that again 😦
Birds were the highlight for the rest of the walk. Here are a few we saw.
A few other feather free shots.
My 2 dogs loved the water and enjoyed drying out in front of the fire back at home too 🙂
Love the photos, thanks!
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Thanks Kristian 🙂
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Nice pics Ian. What lens were you using
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Started off with the Nikon 18-55mm but changed over to the Sigma 70-300mm for most of the bird shots.
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some good bird pics !!
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Plenty about today. Raging that I missed a good shot of the Jay!! Seconds in it!!
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Thanks for posting the pictures, Ian. Took me back to our Irish visits.
One of my favorite authors is C.S. Lewis, who, as I’m sure you know, was a native of Belfast. In some of his writings, he refers to how much he enjoyed walking thru the countryside. And in regard to ordinary things — like dead leaves on the ground — he cultivated an attitude that “rejoices in the thing being (so magnificently) what it is.”
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