These shots were taken in the last month in Wallace Park, Lisburn. I took my 10 year old son there this afternoon to try out his new flicker, I think the colours were probably at their best yet in some trees whilst others were close to bare. It is just at that stage when each gust of wind tears a few more leaves free and then they spiral all the way down.
Do you remember when every October primary schools were packed with little boys with conkers stuffed in their pockets? – eager for break time so they could run out to the playground. At home they had managed to bore a hole through the nut, pass throw a piece of string and then they were ready. By the end of the day the victor was the one whose conker was still intact, whilst everyone else was left with fragments strewn across the tarmac. I am not quite sure why this part of childhood has disappeared.
What an amazing September – so much sunshine and so little rain. I find I need to get down on the ground to get my favourite shots. I love the way the light catches this leaf and the details like the veins highlighted, as well the drops of dew on the blades of grass.
Every time I have been out with my camera there has been so much to see – trees changing at different rates, chestnuts ripening, and the hydrangea colours are particularly striking. This is Christ Church taken from the corner of the graveyard.
This afternoon we took a walk around the grounds of Stormont. The sun made a brief appearance – there is a tree lined avenue leading up to Parliament buildings and from the top of the hill you can see for miles into county Antrim.
the sun low in the sky in the back garden transforms our maple tree. And at this time of year the seeds are bright red and the leaves are changing. I love how the clear blue sky outlines everything.
Prov 15:4.
“Gentle words are a tree of life”
a few more shots from last weekend. Its very hard to believe that Autumn is really here in this sunshine and with these flowers but the trees are giving it away.
This morning feels like summer is back, warm sunshine on your face and everyone out to enjoy it. Determined to make the most of it we went for a walk in Wallace park before church. The reality of course is that there is evidence of autumn all around. Maybe the change should have a name like sutumn. (My spellcheck doesn’t seem to like the idea) The best views I thought involved lying down in the middle of the park which is much easier when its dry like today. I did get a few quizzical looks from people passing and my wife couldn’t resist taking a few iPhone shots which I suspect will appear on social media soon – if they haven’t already. Anyway, what better way to get yourself into the right frame of mind for worship.
Last weekend I was walking along the beach early in the morning, this log encrusted with shells was lying a little above the the waterline. It must have been at sea for sometime to have all those shells attached. The shells themselves were really quite brightly coloured whilst the wood was bleached from hours of sunlight too.
Last weekend I took a walk along the beach at Whitepark bay about 8 in the morning. In the hour I was there I probably met half a dozen people, some walking dogs and some alone.
I got wet lying on the sand to get this shot of my footprint – it reminds me of an event over 30 years ago when I heard a poem read for the very first time at a teenagers funeral. Whilst it’s a well known poem it was new to me at the time. The funeral was significant for lots of reasons – she was a cousin and it was my first experience of a young person dying. The “punchline” of the poem is “it was then when I carried you”.
I took this a few weeks ago in Castlewellan. Just in front of the castle looking toward the village. You can just about pick out the double rainbow – admittedly with a little imagination. Just a few minutes later both were gone.
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