When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
On the rare occasion that we get clear skies in this most rainy place, I try to take the opportunity to capture the Milky Way – or should I say the visible part of the galaxy in which we reside.If the timing is right, one can capture the Galactic core. This was my first foray, during the lockdown of early 2020, into the world of the star tracker, a device which moves the camera gently at exactly the same speed as the earth’s rotation, achieving sharp stars and an intense night sky image in the process. I was gently interrupted as I shot this by a Garda patrol. The sight of my car parked by the lake at 3am was possibly a worrying one for them and as it was during lockdown it was quite a tense time. When I told them my name, one of the Gardaí told me she followed me on Twitter and was a fan of my work! I was overjoyed when she contacted me later and ordered a print of this, the best shot of the night!
The Milky Way over Lough Gill, Aughamore Near, Sligo, April 2020.
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