Ayrshire – jazziBeeblog

Fireworks

I believed that ‘ephemeral’ was a word that was something to do with ghosts – I don’t know where I picked that up from. However, Tina from the ‘Travels and Trifles’ blog, set me right with this week’s Lens-Artists Challenge around the word ‘Ephemeral’ which she explains means “lasting for a very short time”.

Kaffir Wreck

Just off the coast at Ayr, there’s this wreck that attracts photographers. It wouldn’t attract anyone else. A combination of good weather, sundown and a low tide that reveals more of the wreckage can bring them out.

Dreamy Day at the Coast

The sky is blue, the sea is calm, the air is pure. A heat mist obscures the distant shores. The temperature has risen – surprisingly so – unexpected for last April. Winter clothes are cast off. The scene sooths, uplifts. A day to be grateful.

Ruins

Prompted by this week’s Monochrome Madness challenge titled ‘Ruins’, I’m posting to fairly recent images. The lead image above is of the famous Dunure Castle once the seat of the Kennedy family who ruled a large part of South-west Scotland.

Encounter with Scotia’s Warriors

The pistol wasn’t loaded but I still felt a bit nervy taking the above image. These guys from Scotland’s Warriors are simply working to keep Scotland’s history alive. Their attire reflects that of the soldiers of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion; many wearing the blue bonnets, an ancient symbol of patriotism for their country.

A Moth’s a Moth for a’ That

Lead Image – Burnet Moth : Nikon D7500; Sigma 105mm Macro Lens; f16; 1/320sec; ISO640.

I don’t really like moths. I always remember them seeming to fly straight towards me whenever they get in the house; I didn’t like that. Moths would eat holes in my grandparents’ clothing and wardrobes smelled of naphthalene to eradicate the problem. Nasty!

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Monochrome – Tracks

“There’s a man up here who claims to have his hands upon the reins,
there are chains upon his hands and he’s riding upon a train.”

James Taylor – ‘Riding on a Railroad’ 1971.

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Into the Woods

Lead photo : At River Ayr Gorge, Failford:
Nikon D7500, Sigma 17-50mm F2.8; f8 1/60 sec; ISO100

Walking through the woods can be scary, and it’s more relaxing when there’s good light with sun shining through the branches. Still when I took the above image I’d already walked quite a distance and I felt quite on my own. For some reason I felt some unease and didn’t go much further.

Big Rock

It may not be the biggest rock in the world but it’s the only volcanic island you pass on the sea voyage from Belfast to Glasgow. When all those Irish immigrants came to Scotland before, during and after the Great Famine, Ailsa Craig was always the marker of the halfway point.

Whenever we had a family day-out at the coast, we came over the hill beyond Maybole village and our young eyes were awed by the sight. “Look! there’s Ailsa Craig!” was the cry, but my Dad said “It’s ‘Paddy’s Milestone’ – the nickname for the rock dating back to the times of those early Irish travellers.

Wheels on Display

Classic Car shows are not something I regularly attend but every now and then a visit certainly brings back memories and feelings of nostalgia. The Ayrshire Classic Car Club displays cars many times each year at different venues but this one was so close to home I had to go along.