While in Dublin, I visited great cathedrals and amazing galleries, and even attended an intimate music performance.  The people were friendly and always willing to share a tale or two.  Sometimes the accents were so thick I could not understand a word but I didn’t care because the flow of the words were like music as well.

In addition to music, Dublin is a city noted for its great literary heritage and perhaps that is why I did not often pull out my camera (along with the rain and wind and such).  I was too busy listening, or even sitting down on occasion with pen and paper myself.  When I did pull out my camera, I found myself less photographing churches and more trying to capture nature.  And in particular I felt compelled to try capturing the leaves in Saint Stephen’s Green, a public park located near the hotel.

What…