…photographs by an American living in Ireland

Posts tagged “wood

A Coole Drop of Water


...In Coole demesne,
and there to finish up
Spread to a lake and drop into a hole.
What's water but the generated soul?

Upon the border of that lake's a wood
Now all dry sticks under a wintry sun,
And in a copse of beeches there I stood,
For Nature's pulled her tragic buskin on
And all the rant's a mirror of my mood

from the poem 'Coole Park and Ballylee', by Wm Butler Yeats, 1931
Photographed December 2010 in Coole Park

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On the tree top


Barna Wood, Novemeber 2010. A light dusting of snow highlights the topmost branches in contrast to the darkness of the wood below. Magic.