Over A Week's Worth

It has been a long time since my last post.  There was a reason why I made a commitment to updating on a daily basis...because I knew if I didn't do it that way, this would happen.  I have an excuse, well...had one....my ability to log onto my blog was based on the decency of the workers at my local coffee shop...I'd buy one cup of horrible coffee and sit there for hours.  Now I have the INTERNETS.  So I may just need to go back to my daily updates.  We shall see what happens.

I'm going to have a hard time remembering the stories and locations that go along with these photos...I shall do my best.

Here we go!

The 6th of October was a pretty boring day.  Nothing special happened.  I know this because I felt like this here photo of a guy looking around on his half constructed building was a good enough photo for the day.  Eh...I actually do like the oranges and greens.  I at least knew that one photo of this caliber wasn't good enough, so yea...there are two pictures of insufficient quality!  The second photo shows a guy with an X on his briefcase.  That is interesting enough...right?

The 7th was a better day.  It started off with me (kind of) surprising my wife by taking her to a lookout that actually extends out of the top of the mall.  It provides a nearly 300 degree view of Belfast and allows a different take on Samson and Goliath, Belfast's massive shipbuilding cranes.  I'm sure I will get up close for a more traditional image of them sooner or later, but for now they act as a good backdrop to the city.

We went for a hike the next day.  As beautiful as it was with red leaves everywhere and broken down stone walls, you'd think I'd remember the name of the place.  I don't.  Again, that is definitely an issue with not updating on the day of these excursions.  In lieu of a name, these pictures will have to do.

There is a wonderful thing called a Full Irish Breakfast.  It is something that my smorgasbord loving Lancaster County friends would be all over.  For my wife and I it is something that, even without the three types of meat it normally has, we could only eat once a month.  Well, we have been here for a month and a half now, so it seemed like we should try to create our own.  It was rather successful and rather delicious, but like before mentioned, it was probably half the amount, at most, that would normally constitute a Full Irish Breakfast.  Normally, one can expect two types of bread (at least), two types of normal breakfast meat (at least), at least one type of the abnormal kind (search black or white pudding), one fried egg (at least), half a fried tomato, mushrooms, and baked beans.  Fairly glorious. There was a tie for the best breakfast item.  It was between my wife's homemade potato bread and Linda McCartney's vegetarian sausage.  Yes, Paul McCartney's wife makes delicious vegetarian sausages.

 

I was taking a walk the following day and came across a building.  I would have passed it by but it had a very strange window.  The window had no glass panel, just some wood work, and when you looked into it, you could see clear out into the sky.  The building looked perfectly normal, but apparently was hollow...or enough of it was hollow for this to be possible.  Also, the inside part of the window had grass growing around it.  This was a third story window.

I found a beautiful fern on the 11th.  It made me hungry for fiddleheads.

I caught my first leaf of Fall on the 12th.  I have been waiting patiently for one to come to me.  I decided this year, even if it meant I didn't get one, that I wasn't chasing after it.  This leaf fell right in front of me, nice and slowly.  It's a rather cute little leaf, no?

Another walk, this time on the 13th, took me to this location.  We walk a lot.  Oh, and though it might look otherwise, this is not a composite image.  Just one single image that reminds me of something out of Mary Poppins.  Minus the tons of telephone wires.

 Guess what...I went for a walk yesterday.  

On the way back to my apartment I had the luxury of walking past a photo shoot that was in the process of being set up.  I stood there patiently, and as the ?dragon and trumpet players? got into position I started shooting with the actual photographer.  No one seemed to mind.  

I then walked past what seemed to be the aftermath of a fire.  A bunch of guys looking tired, leaning against some hedge, with a firetruck in the background.  

 I went to the Belfast loch today.  Just meandered around until it started to rain.  These seagulls were nice enough to fly in a pattern/line that corresponds well with the leading lines in the photo.

This photo, also from today is probably not what you think it is.  Awhile ago I remember reading something about a guy who used landscape techniques to shoot buildings and architecture.  He would shoot up the walls/with the walls as opposed to at them.  This created a very unique and sometimes even futuristic result.  I've been toying with the idea of doing something similar.  My twist would be that the result is indiscernible from a normal everyday perspective...or at least close to it.  I expect slight giveaways, but I hope that I can at least make it difficult to assume that I am shooting straight up building walls.  Here is my first attempt...
The giveaway that this isn't just a normal brick path with glass windows next to it would be the sloping ground.  The slope gives it the appearance of a roof.