Whisky

As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains,
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin’.
I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier,
Saying, “Stand and deliver, for I am your bold deceiver!”

Musha rig um du rum da,
Whack fol the daddy o,
Whack fol the daddy o,
There’s whiskey in the jar.

The idea for this photo was first conceptualized in February, but wasn’t photographed until mid-March due to poor weather. Most of the parks in New York and Pennsylvania that I visited didn’t have adequate vantage points in conjunction with calm weather and daylight. I finally managed to take the photo on a cloudy Sunday afternoon in a small wooded path behind Kissena Park in Flushing, NY. The “mountain” that I used in the shot is actually a large chunk of concrete and bricks along the bike trail.

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