“That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish’d by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.”
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare’s Sonnets
Wonderful captures, lovely autumny colours !
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Thank you, it was so very beautiful this morning and a glorious sunshine to make it even more so!
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Some nice photos
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Thank you appreciate your comment and visiting my blog.
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My pleasure 🙂
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Great captures.
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Thank you Julia, it was that easy this morning, lots to see and take in the garden.
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Wonderful images, especially the frosty leaves–so lovely!
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Thank you and glad you enjoy them, it was so beautiful this morning with the frost, that is the nearest we usually get to any white covering here in West Cork!
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Those are wonderful close-ups of our feathered friends, and I loved the shot of the leaves so resplendent. Thank-you for sharing. Ireland looks like a lovely place.
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Thank you David. Yes Ireland is a beautiful place, while at the moment we are ruled by a government that makes the rich richer and the poor poorer, and we are protesting against this, and it feels like a futile action right now. I guess I do better to concentrate on the beauty of this country rather than the injustices.
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Sometimes, and I think this is true in every country, it is only the beauty of nature that allows us to tolerate the ugliness of politics and big business. Its why I get upset when I hear people calling my neighbors to the south war-mongers and such. In all my experience with the American people (and I have much) the people themselves are wonderful and friendly. The only war-mongering I ever see is at the hands of their large corporations and their government. Even in my own country, I love my fellow Canadians, but I’m thoroughly embarrassed by the corruption I see continually in our government. I also think that we as bloggers, a community numbering now in the hundreds of millions I suspect, could go a very long way to making some positive changes in this world, and I really hope I live long enough to see that happen.
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It is true what you write. We have to stay positive, there is so much good in life and on earth, we are very blessed. With all the corruption it is good to count one’s blessings too. And try what we can to expose injustice as much as possible.
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Gaiainaction,
I am IN LOVE! I want to go to Ireland every day. Especially when I read your words and see your views.
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I’m so glad that you like my posts Jennifer, Ireland is such a beautiful country all right. It is inspiring to me to know that you like to see posts about Ireland, i will keep doing so.
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I did not know that sonnet. “Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.” What a reminder of death, but also, that the barren times foretell the coming of something new and sweet. I will hang on to that.
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