After a blast of sunshine this morning the rain rolled in as I was out walking the dog in Coole Park – luckily I was wearing the right clothing for the inclement change.
The light was so grey at this point in the afternoon that several of the photos I took looked just as well in black and white.
This image looks better larger – just click on it. It’s a good example that rain can have its advantages, if you ignore the damp and chilling aspect of it!
The turlough in Coole Park is huge and has swallowed up many of the trees. I’m used to this sight, as it happens most winters. The reflections of the trees often look spectacular as they endure their seasonal drowning.
I’ve photographed that particular tree many times over the years, so it’s like an old friend. I think of it as the three sisters, because of its distinctive shape.
You can almost hear them cackle:
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.
People tend to consider trees as benevolent plants, but I think they have their humours and eccentric characters.
These three-in-one demand respect.