Splendour in the grass
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind
------ William Wordsworth
I first photographed this old farm building in February, so this past weekend it seemed like visiting an old friend. I was amused to find when I looked at the old shot I'd posted that I'd chosen the same composition both times despite taking lots of angles.
Click on the one taken in the winter (in the first comment below) if you want to read the interesting history of the building.
Splendour in the grass
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind
------ William Wordsworth
I first photographed this old farm building in February, so this past weekend it seemed like visiting an old friend. I was amused to find when I looked at the old shot I'd posted that I'd chosen the same composition both times despite taking lots of angles.
Click on the one taken in the winter (in the first comment below) if you want to read the interesting history of the building.