this is where I want to live

The South Circular road looking all welcoming in late September

Dame St in the very early morning, at that time when "all the dreamers are waking"

...

"One look for a safe placeTwo don't hurry, stop & wait
Three look all around and ListenBefore you cross the road RememberFour let all the traffic past you Five then walking straight across you

Six keep watching! That's the safe cross code."

Wise words, wise words indeed if only I'd listened

.. sigh

The ground beneath...

Underfoot in the National Library

This is Mary Street. By any reckoning an unlikely spot for an epiphany, still, I suppose there's no predicting with those things

"every sleepy light must day goodbye to the day before it dies"

                                Kate Bush

a bit bloated these days which is a pity.. as it used to be such a wonderful spot

One aimless afternoon in July I saw this

This is Dublin mid morning in the first week of December, who knew that such mornings could be? In my mind I always thought of winters in Ireland as being rain rain rain... but no, sometimes this happens

close to the city's center at dusk in late February

The National Library..paradise must feel a bit like this

at 10 in the morning when I took this picture there were heroin addicts scoring all the way along the bridges on either side of this building. Where do you start to describe all the suffering that leads to and from that point? and even if you were to wrap it up in a ribbon of words, what good would come of it? Nothing at all. That's what.

I suppose if I were a practising Catholic I would send a prayer to the Heavens, something along the lines of. "Mary, Queen of Heaven and Refuge of those torn asunder, look upon your children and show an ounce of mercy"

then I would wait to see if the Queen of Heaven moved from her depressive's stupor

The river Dodder as it curves around Mount Carmel Hospital, the spot where I was born... no less. On this day it looked particularly marvellous as I had just gotten a job (about an hour earlier) after 7 long months of looking

Would you like a cup of tea? No better place for it than the cafe in the perfect park that is St Enda's

looking right while crossing Middle Abbey St...

Camden St never looked so good!

This picture was taken all of 10 seconds  from where I went to school (sweet Christ!)...so how come I never noticed this kind of heavenly light before?

Portobello.. by the once manky canal

Returning to Dublin after more than a decade away was always going to be intense, but just how intense I just could not have known. These photographs taken in the months after I returned are my way of trying to understand the place while delighting in a fraction of what it offered. To say it's been a pleasure would be to massively understate the case.. 

have you ever felt blessed?

"As it was in the beginning
So shall it be in the end
World without end"