Posts tagged ‘Waterfall’

July 19, 2012

Glencar Waterfall

Glencar Waterfall, perhaps best described by W.B. Yeats in his poem “The Stolen Child”:

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star…

I remember years ago some of the instructors from the Activity Centre where Sonja and I worked abseiling down this waterfall – to me it looked like sheer madness but to them merely an afternoons entertainment!

Last week, we were up in Sligo for the New Wine Summer Conference – a truly remarkable, wonderful (and at times overwhelming experience).  As well as the conference it was good to catch up with old friends and to take a few photos…

Photo Notes:
The picture above was a thirteen second exposure.  I wanted as long an exposure as possible to get the water to look like a veil, unfortunately though I had left my tripod behind in the boot of the car.  Thankfully there was a fence on which to rest the camera but the disadvantage of this was that I could not take the photo from the angle I wanted (hence some of the ‘plunge pool’ is missing) and it simply was not possible to hold the camera steady enough to get a high level of sharpness – all lessons learned for another time – oh and I needed a polarizing filter also, to cut down on the glare.

Larger version on Flickr here.

January 9, 2012

Deep calls to deep.

Glenmalure Waterfall

Waterfall at Glenmalure, on the approach to Lugnaquilla, Co. Wicklow.

In taking this picture on our recent trip to Co. Wicklow, I remembered these lines from Psalm 42:

Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love,
at night his song is with me—
a prayer to the God of my life.

(Psalm 42:7-8)

The Psalms are so refreshingly (sometimes even painfully) honest; you will not find here any pretense that a life trying to follow God will be an easy one.  The writer of this Psalm is thirsting and longing for God in the midst of overwhelming depression, but even in the deafening roar that threatens to engulf them, the trust in God remains – even if it is only hanging on by a thread, that is enough…