Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Benbulben, Drumcliff, Co. Sligo.
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Lissadell beach,
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Castlebaldwin, Co Sligo
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. Victor Hugo (1802 - 1885)
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: 'Enjoyment of the landscape is a thrill' - David Hockney
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Hazelwood statue
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Beautiful Sligo :-) March 2005
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Mullaghmore Beach, Co. Sligo
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Lough Gill, Co Sligo
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Castlebaldwin, Co Sligo
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Grim afternoon in Co. Sligo
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: A friend from Enniscrone!
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Lissadell Beach
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: “A tulip doesn’t strive to impress anyone. It doesn’t struggle to be different than a rose. It doesn't have to' - Marianne Williamson
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Foggy Morning :-)
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: “Nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.” ― Georgia O'Keeffe
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Red Sky @ Night..!
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: “Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.” - Robert H. Schuller
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Spring makes its own statement, so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments, not the composer. ~Geoffrey B. Charlesworth
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Lifeless in appearance, sluggish dazed spring approaches They enter the new world naked, cold, uncertain of all save that they enter. William Carlos Williams Spring and All,'Spring and All'.
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Q. “Do you think the rain will hurt the rhubarb? A.“Not if it’s in cans!”
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood - Andy Goldsworthy
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: Dark clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light. ~Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
Sorcha Ní Conchubhair: While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change. Max Muller