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Sunday, taking pictures in the Rain

Study of Rain drops Nature Photography : Nigel Borrington

Study of Rain drops
Nature Photography : Nigel Borrington

We have had all seasons in one weekend here in Ireland , with Sun Snow and today Rain :). I had intended to do lots of walking today but it is just to windy for mountain walks. So I have decided after looking out of the windows for a while to do a photo study of the rain when the winds dye a little.

These images are form a day just like this one last year and I will use them as some inspiration today, I used a macro lens for these shots and the above image also captured the amazing structure of the grass that the rain drops rested themselves on.

The Rain 1

The Rain

Rain drops small and large


A Poem for Sunday Evening – The Sound of the Sea By : Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Keem Strand, Achill island, Co.Mayo Irish Landscapes Nigel Borrington

Keem Strand, Achill island, Co.Mayo
Irish Landscapes
Nigel Borrington

The Sound of the Sea

By : Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,
And round the pebbly beaches far and wide
I heard the first wave of the rising tide
Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep;

A voice out of the silence of the deep,
A sound mysteriously multiplied
As of a cataract from the mountain’s side,
Or roar of winds upon a wooded steep.

Keem Strand, Achill island, Co.Mayo

So comes to us at times, from the unknown
And inaccessible solitudes of being,
The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul;

And inspirations, that we deem our own,
Are some divine foreshadowing and foreseeing
Of things beyond our reason or control.


Sunday Evening Poetry , Who Has Seen the Wind? By Christina Rossetti

Irish Landscape Photography Nigel Borrington

Irish Landscape Photography
Nigel Borrington

A Poem for Sunday evening !

Who Has Seen the Wind?

By Christina Rossetti

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.

Who Has Seen the Wind

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.

Source: The Golden Book of Poetry (1947)


Sunday Evening in the tree tops, county Cork , Ireland

Sunday Evening Landscape Photography : Nigel Borrington

Sunday Evening, Co.cork Ireland
Landscape Photography : Nigel Borrington

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 Evening in the tree tops


Three Poems for Sunday, all with the title “Small town”, Images of Callan, Kilkenny

Callan, County Kilkenny Landscape

Callan, County Kilkenny
Landscape

Three Poems all with the title “Small town”

Small Town

By : Liz Anne

Jul 25, 2012

When I say I want more
Than this small town could offer

When I say I give more
Than this small town asks of me

When I say I’ve loved more
Than this small town could know

When I say I need more
Than this small town wants me to

I mean to say I am more
Than this small town would let me be

Callan County Kilkenny 1

Small Town

By : Rebecca Hattaway

Oct 29, 2012

In her smile I can see something-
something like satisfaction,
or even pride?

that she has everyone fooled
but no one is falling for the bullshit.
Secrets don’t exist here.

It’s a back and forth game,
and she denies it until the end.

Most people play along,
laughing quietly
“Just humor her,
Let her think we buy it.”

Callan County Kilkenny 2

Small Town

By : Silence Screamz

Oct 25, 2014

Small town people
Small town minds
Gossip turn sour
No secrets left behind

Small town girls
Small town boys
Turn off the lights
Lock up your toys

Small town crimes
Small town night
Light up the fires
Creeps into sight

Small town games
Small town sins
Newlywed murders
Takes it on the chin

Small town stories
Small town fairs
Drowning in the lake
Nobody cares


From Sunday Sunset to Monday Sunrise, Images and Poem

From Sunday to Monday Sunday sunset
A Kilkenny Sunday Sunset
Landscape Photography : Nigel Borrington

Monday

So here we are again , the start of another week.

I have been feeling a little in need of some inspiration this Morning, so sat down and put these images and poem together!

From Sunday Sunset to Monday Sunrise

Today is yet another Monday
I wakeup and wonder about yesterday
Then about today, Monday

Sunday to Monday, Yesterday

Just passing the days
Deep orange Sunsets,a rhythm in my heart
Is It all just a painting
A dream on the edge of a disk?

Sunday, Monday, Yesterday

I am sometimes without you
No Light to guide my way
How can I be expected to see the way
While seeing only you
Even while your gone

Sunday, Monday, Yesterday

I am at a silent age
When You’re not with me

Come great Star
Run to me with your light
Guide my way

Sunday, Monday, Yesterday

Ancient Disk of light

Monday
and
I am with you.

From Sunday to Monday Monday Sunrise


Sunday evening poem : Rippling stream’s circle

Rippling stream's circle 2
River Lingaun, County Tipperary
Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington

Rippling stream’s circle

By: Chris Matt

Out here watching the water flow by.
Talking to the wind, waiting for a reply.
I don’t know what it is about this stream I admire.
Like camping and gathering around watching the fire.

There is something about these inanimate objects.
It maybe the simplicity of beauty it reflects.
How it unconditionally forms over all in its liquidity.
It is the foundation of life being perfect in its ubiquity.

Rippling stream's circle 1

Watching this stream, there is so much to learn and gain.
This water can teach you, watch, as it starts as rain.
High above in the clouds, then it falls to the top of the peak.
As it slowly drips to the bottom, it mixes in with a creek.

It flows in a small brook, then ends up in this stream,
but it will one day rise up again to the clouds, as steam.
Like waters circle of life, we need to come together as one.
The lessons that we’ve learned here, have only just begun.

Rippling stream's circle 3


Sunlight in the Glen , Sunday evening Poem by : Jan Allison And Mel Merrill

Sunlight in the Glen
Cahirabbey woods, Cahir, County Tipperary
Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington

This evening I went for a Sunday walk in Cahirabbey woods, county Tipperary, the evening light was shining through the trees in the glen and it reminded me of the below poem that I found recently.

Sunlight in the Glen

Collaboration Poem By Jan Allison And Mel Merrill

Dappled sunlight dancing among the trees in the wooded glen
Lingering amongst the wood where it has ancient been
She dances fast, and sometimes slow, the tempo ever changing.
Gentle breeze she stirs the trees; the mood is scintillating

The crystal clear water sparkles with a silvery light
Like diamonds splayed on velvet, or a starry, starry night
Shafts of sunlight fall on the crumbling old stone wall
Shedding light on these, the wall and trees, near brook and waterfall

Nature’s beauty, boundless, in this timeless timid wood
We walk the paths so often trod where ancient feet have stood
Each scattered ray comes out to play in primordial den
How privileged I, that I could spy, this sunlight in the glen


Sunday Evenings

An evening by the river 3

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 Lake

Molly on a Sunday 1
Molly’s Sunday evening by the Lake.
Irish Landscape photography : Nigel Borrington

Our Dog Molly, she knows exactly how to relax on a Sunday evening.

After a long walk she loves nothing more than sitting down and looking at the views, she sleep’s and get her energy back for the week ahead.

Sunday evening Landscape Gallery

Molly on a Sunday 2

Molly on a Sunday 3