Just been through all my photographs looking for the 4 seasons.
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven, (Eccl 3 v 1)
I noticed this field of rapeseed on my way to work a week ago. So last Sunday morning I parked the car off the road and wondered around the field, getting a few shots. It was still quite early and the rain drops from the night before had not evaporated yet from the leaves.
went for a brief walk in Wallace park this morning – only glimpses of blue sky but lots of bird song, more than 10 degrees and lots more evidence of (a damp) spring.
Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; but I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. “But if God so clothes the grass in the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you? You men of little faith!”
I took this shot on the way around the lake at Dublin zoo last weekend. It was a grey, cold, overcast day, threatening to rain.
“There are always flowers for those who want to see them” (Henri Matisse)