Sunday Evening in the tree tops, county Cork , Ireland
Sunday evenings are some of my favorite times of the week, the weekends light is fading fast and we have a new week ahead of us, and new chances to grow and reach our aims.
Sunday evenings, time for one last walk.
Allihies , County Cork
Irish Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evenings are my Favorite time of the week, the weekend is almost over and hopefully your feeling relaxed.
A new week is ahead of you, yet you still have time for one last walk, why not get outside and watch the sun go down.
Sunday Evenings
Nikon D7000, 18-200mm lens, iso 100
Sunday evening, River Suir, Tipperary
Landscape photography by : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evenings are my most favourite time of the week, the weekends light is fading fast and we have a new week ahead of us, new chances to grow and reach our aims.
Sunday evening by the Derriana Lake
Fujifilm x100
Red tractor, Derriana Lake, county kerry
Irish landscape photography : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evening at Derriana lake
One Sunday evening during the summer, while visiting Derriana lake, county Kerry, we went for a walk along the local lanes.
We came across this old red tractor resting in a field above the lake, I felt this view reflected Sunday evenings very well.
A tractor, rested during the weekend, but ready to start all over again on Monday morning.
Sunday evening in the mountains
Mountain views of Country Kerry
Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington
In My Dreams I was traveling, Probably in my car, through the hills of Kerry, little valleys where everyday life is lived, A voice reproached me for squandering my time on trifles , instead of writing about the essence of life, which is such a so-ness.
Probably all my voyages in dreams have a model in one, very real, by car from cork to Kerry, A boggy road with ruts, always either up or down, stubble fields on the hills in the rain, here and there a spruce grove, then alders by streams,huts,well-sweeps.
Taken from : Czeslaw Milosz
Sunday evenings – without angels, a poem by – Mario Rossi
Sigma sd15, 15-30mm lens, iso 50
A view of slievenamon, from the red gate
Landscape images from : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evening and the last light of the weekend is fading once more, I love this time of the week. Everything that happened last week is in the past and we have a new start for our week ahead.
So then a Poem :
Evening Without Angels
—Mario Rossi
the great interests of man: air and light,
the joy of having a body, the voluptuousness
of looking.
Why seraphim are arranged
Above the trees?
Air is air,
Its vacancy glitters round us everywhere.
Its sounds are not angelic syllables
But our unfashioned spirits realized
More sharply in more furious selves.
And light
That fosters seraphim and is to them
Coiffeur of haloes, fecund jeweller—
Was the sun concoct for angels or for men?
Sad men made angels of the sun, and of
The moon they made their own attendant ghosts,
Which led them back to angels, after death.
Let this be clear that we are men of sun
And men of day and never of pointed night,
Men that repeat antiquest sounds of air
In an accord of repetitions. Yet,
If we repeat, it is because the wind
Encircling us, speaks always with our speech.
Light, too, encrusts us making visible
The motions of the mind and giving form
To moodiest nothings, as, desire for day
Accomplished in the immensely flashing East,
Desire for rest, in that descending sea
Of dark, which in its very darkening
Is rest and silence spreading into sleep.
…Evening, when the measure skips a beat
And then another, one by one, and all
To a seething minor swiftly modulate.
Bare night is best. Bare earth is best. Bare, bare,
Except for our own houses, huddled low
Beneath the arches and their spangled air,
Beneath the rhapsodies of fire and fire,
Where the voice that is in us makes a true response,
Where the voice that is great within us rises up,
As we stand gazing at the rounded moon.
Sigma sd15, 15-30mm lens, iso 50
A view of slievenamon, from the red gate
Landscape images from : Nigel Borrington
Sigma sd15, 15-30mm lens, iso 50
The red gate with a view of Slievenamon
Landscape images from : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evenings
In your mind ……
Nikon D200
Foothills of Slievenamon,South Tipperary
Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington
Sunday evenings are my favourite time of the week, your mind should be empty at this stage, stripped down, cleared out and ready to go but not yet !
Sunday evening and its time for just drifting …….
Sunday Evenings
Irish Landscape Photography
Nigel Borrington
Sunday Evenings are a great time of the week , the weekend is almost over, yet you still have a few hours just to drift and hold back the new week ahead of you.
Its all to easy thinking ahead but Sunday evenings ? well maybe they are all about living in the moment !
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September 27, 2015 | Categories: Comment, Gallery, Landscape | Tags: Irish landscape photography, living the moment, mental health, Nigel Borrington, relaxation, sunday evenings | 6 Comments