Just me and the birds


The main Square in Westport is an Octagon. When faced with a riddle you can’t solve, drink strong coffee and sketch!



Traditional watercolour landscapes are not my forte, but this stunning spot in the graveyard above Killary Harbour fjord gave me itchy aqua brushes. Sometimes you just have to try!
Beach-watching and sunburn at Lettergesh.
After being bombarded with rain drops the size of apples at Aashleagh falls, I was relieved to stand, legs akimbo and dry my trousers at the Doo Lough famine memorial.
The weather continued to race through this sobering spot where hundreds died in 1849.
The shafts on sunlight in the foreground of my sketch had almost fled by the time I’d finished.
The small chapel on the summit of Croagh Patrick (known locally at The Reek) was shrouded in mist this morning.
By the time I’d managed a truly bracing dip in the Atlantic, it was just visible from the lovely Betra Beach. 

Sketching in holy water today in Knock Shrine as the rain pelted down for the start of the Bank Holiday.
I persisted with wrinkled pages and a soggy bottom outside the shrine…
Dried off with soup and sandwiches and a quick sketch from a cafe.
Knock is awash with souvenir shops. You can pick up holy water bottles ranging from the full litre sizes featured above, to tiny handbag sized ones shown below.
If that’s not your thing, maybe a tiny ‘Our Lady of Knock’ font or a glow in the dark Holy Mary.
Plenty of us Brits coveting one of these right now!