Natures lovers.

There’s a different look on the lough, with the winter water fowl and duck’s away the summer residents have made a show. Back are the Great Crested Grebe, Mallard’s and the Mute Swan’s. Mute Swans pair up for life and seldom divorce. Courtship takes place in late winter with synchronised head dipping and necks and breasts pressed together. With their S shaped necks a heart shape forms during this ritual.

I shot this photograph last year and converted it to black and white. It shows the heart shape they form doing the above ritual.

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Lake Muckno

Sunday evening and it looked like it was going to be a lovely sunset, so took a drive over to Lake Muckno in Country Monaghan. Any clouds in the evening sky must have went else where has the sunset, the sky went flat. So shot a few Black and white photos. With interesting trees and the last on the sun has it dropped into the hills. With the camera on the tripod I got this shot.

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I love the beauty in these twisted limbs as if they were drawn in a quick sketch. A short walk saw me looking over a short stretch of water at what I think is the water skiing club.

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Has I drove home over higher ground I saw the last of a beautiful sunset in the direction of my home.

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Me,swans and sunsets

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This last week has been great for sunset’s and living around water you get the best from them. Grabbing a fold up camping stool and the tripod I went to the lough down the road from me. with dusk closing the colour’s were deepening. Then two swans swam out from the reeds and one came straight in front of me, how could I resist.

This photo has had no colour adjustments it’s has recorded.

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Lough mist

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I’m lucky that where I live has a large number of these small loughs. The cool nights brings lovely morning mists over the loughs. Here we have the last of the mist has it gets burned off by the sun. I love down by the loughs with the wildlife and birds calling and rumbling around the undergrowth. Just to sit and watch the landscape as it gets painted has the mist lifts, its priceless. At this lough the hill in the photo is topped with a fairy fort, a¬†circle of trees.

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