Identity Crisis

As I mentioned in my last post, I've been home for a while now, and I've changed the name of my blog as 'Four Months In Geneva' doesn't exacly make much sense anymore...

I've always wanted to steer clear of blogging the unimportant everyday stuff that happens to me in favour of actually having a specific purpose for the site. To this end I probably won't update this very often, and it'll be mainly photos. I've taken a few since returning to the old Emerald Isle, but of course it's much more difficult to be inspired by the beauty you have grown up with as opposed to that which you are seeing for essentially the first time.

That beauty is here, is undeniable. The turbulent and often soul-destroying weather produces cloud formations that are ever-changing and wondrous, for example. I was in the Burren in West Clare last week, and the savage... bleaknessof the c landscape there cannot fail to impress. Ireland is a country of immense beauty, all right. It is just not the mouth-gaping, show-stopping beauty of the Swiss Alps. Hopefully my time away has made me look upon this country in a different light - I think already I'm beginning to appreciate what I have.

Here are a few picture I've taken since I've come back. I'm lamenting the lack of a tripod (It was too heavy to bring home) so that will be the first thing I purchase when I climb out of this pit of poverty I'm in at the moment!*

*Massive exaggeration!

This was out in the nearby Cratloe Woods - It's probably been there for months!

I called this one 'Depth of Field', and proceeded to think of myself as incredibly witty and intelligent for approximately seven minutes.

Cows make great photo subjects - they move so slowly they are easy to capture, and I think there is something 'melancholic' about them, or something...