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Mullingar Fog

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I’m finally getting through some older pictures from here in Ireland, after having had a very very busy time at work and in my private life for the last 3 months. Things haven’t slowed down much – but I am finally finding a few hours to actually try to work on pictures and get back to blogging.

The first photographs to grace us are a few that were taken the morning of Jacqui and Zac’s wedding back in October in Mullingar, Ireland. We had hoped that it would be a good sunny day for an indoor /outdoor wedding. Mother Nature, however, had other plans – trading the brief bouts of sunshine and showers from the drive over for a deep white fog against the autumn color. It made for a magical morning – like something out of a storybook. It was something that I could not resist – and I had to bring the camera as I was on my way down to breakfast at Annebrook house. From my balcony, I caught photographs of the soft fog making the Gazebo seem like something out of a Grimm’s fairy tale (above) and the pond and park feel eerily as if it came out of a detective novel when the occasional stranger strolled past the and hidden sulfur lamps (below).

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Then there were the dewdrops that made the previously invisible spider’s handicrafts appear visible to the naked eye while hiding the most delicate of church spires made of dark grey stone.

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By noon, the wispy veil of morning fog had burned off – to be replaced by another type of veil – and the busy day of portraits and memories had begun.

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Sommer Party 2008

Today is my company’s summer party. Its summer. So summer, in fact that it’s been alternating between pouring down rain and threatening to rain. It’s not hot (in fact it can be chilly when the winds kick up and it’s getting ready to rain) and the party starts in a matter of hours….

I have my camera, I don’t want to work. I want to go play on the bouncy castles, have a margarita by the lake, and listen to music. Only… it’s raining again. Maybe, since I didn’t bring my bike to work, I should just plan on the bus home.. we’ll see.

Otherwise, I’ll post pictures once I get a chance.

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You know it’s cold when…

You know it’s cold when… (today’s top 10 list)
10. You bundle up to walk the dog and don’t care how you look anymore – as long as you’re warm.
9. The dog looks at you like “do I have to” when you open the door.
8. You kick the dog out the door, but don’t lock it for fear that the metal lock would stick in the metal door jamb and be impossible to re-open.
7. The dog walks on the pavement, picking up each paw, shaking it (to get it warm) and then repeats for each step as he’s walking – while looking back at you like the world is coming to the end. (Remember – I have a husky – a dog designed for COLD weather!)
6. You go back inside and realize you’ve lost all feeling to your fingers, toes, nose, ears, thighs, butt, and forearms – and you’ve only been outside for 10 minutes.
5. The bus driver waits until the last possible minute to open the door and then promptly slams it behind you – closing your jacket in the rubber flap and prompting you to “fall up the stairs” as you try to pull your coat out and show him your bus pass.
4. You wish the weather would just warm up to 35 degrees so you could unthaw.
3. Drinking lukewarm tap water feels like you’re drinking something really warm (hot coffee? tea? hot chocolate?) .. and you can feel it as it goes all the way down and coats the inside of your stomach.
2. You wear tights, long johns, jeans and knee high boots to work yet feel NO requirement to de-layer yourself once in the office (because it’s only slightly less windy inside – but nearly the same temperature as outside.)
AND… *Drum Roll please*….
The Number 1 way you know it’s cold is…..
1. You realize that the fingerless gloves you have worn at the computer desk the last 3 days aren’t keeping your hands/fingers warm anymore so you consider ski gloves – and request a new keyboard so you can continue working….
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