young shanahan:
Beers I have known and loved . . .
young shanahan:
Green and a little damp.
young shanahan:
Flyin' home . . . .
young shanahan:
Web on my window.
young shanahan:
The Field.
young shanahan:
Auld Bikey.
young shanahan:
The Bog Road.
young shanahan:
Turf.
young shanahan:
Rain!
young shanahan:
Rain!
young shanahan:
Outside my window.
young shanahan:
Ireland's diagonal rain.
young shanahan:
Me and Tommy.
young shanahan:
Relections.
young shanahan:
Newtown hill.
young shanahan:
Autumn colours.
young shanahan:
Autumn sunset.
young shanahan:
Black cows.
young shanahan:
"Can I go play with the swans, please?"
young shanahan:
I like swans, I do.
young shanahan:
A swan swimming.
young shanahan:
Farewell to the auld sod.
young shanahan:
Baby and mother.
young shanahan:
Donkey.
young shanahan:
He shall not pass!
young shanahan:
Spread your wings!
young shanahan:
Abandoned.