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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

037. Curraghmore Ash. December 6th 2010.

December the 6th was an excellent day for photographers who braved the elements.  This picturesque ash tree, a short few yards inside Curraghmore main entrance gate, looked spectacular in the freezing fog, and is the best 'tree picture' I have ever taken.  A monopod was used to steady my freezing glove-less hands.
(Best viewed at A3 size 300dpi).

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

The above by Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918) noted American Poet and Journalist, killed during the 2nd Battle of the Marne in World War I, while serving  as a sergeant in the 165th U.S. Infantry Division.  

1 comment:

  1. He who plants a tree is a man of great kindness, for he leaves a thing of great beauty, and faces he has not seen shall praise him.