I took a series of photographs this morning in church before the service. The praise band were practising and a little bemused at what on earth I was doing. Once a few people started to arrive for the service I decided to call it a day but this picture captures the very first arrival.
A beautiful day on the north coast. There were a lot of people on the East Strand. Quite a few surfers too. Would have loved to walk for miles but ended up in the nearest ground coffee shop.
This is my son in the picture. I was trying to catch the reflection on the wet sand. Including that shocking red hair. For once he managed to avoid getting wet, to avoid rolling in the sand and filling his pockets.
This was taken last week during a brief sunny hour. Taken from Castle gardens, Lisburn looking towards the Linen centre. I love the contrast of that red brick wall beside the church. The green copper roof of the tower. This scene would look quite “at home” in an English village. In fact it is in an Irish (or Northern Irish) “City”.