Spring is the morning of the year…  The Golden Rod by Frank Dempster Sherman  is written about autumn, but I couldn’t find a better description for the season. All the forces of Nature awaken, the Sun is regaining his strength, a seed begins to sprout and a lamb is born. Life is young.


Morning in the mountains is quiet, hazy and cool. I get out of the car and all the sheep run away. Then they stop, and slowly come back. You think they look at me and pose for a photograph? Not at all. I left the car door open, and it is the music that fascinates the sheep. It is Camille Saint-Saëns, The Carnival of the Animals. I am not joking. The old sheep didn’t move until the music was over. The lamb were not overcome by art to that extent, and soon went around jumping and just being lamb.


The sun goes up and soon the rolling hills are lit and warmed. The weather in March is never the same too long.


The fowl of the earth are celebrating spring too. No chicks yet, but I came across some moorhen chick photographs in Sarah Potter blog . They are so cute, have a look ! 🙂 I love these green legs! This moorhen is marching around the pond in Stephens Green Park in Dublin.


A young gull with dramatic wings looks like a Fallen Angel. In fact, he is just trying to catch a slice of bread.


I took this picture in The Burren, right beside the Poulnabrone Dolmen. These cheerful sprouts are Lamiaceae family members, but I am not sure what exactly they are.

This picture was taken in Clonmel, between Lady Blessingtons Bath and Raheen Road on St. Patrick’s day 2007. Sadly, this daffodil field doesn’t exist any more. It was leveled during the City Council reconstruction works.


You wouldn’t believe, but the next three pictures are taken in March too. It was in 2009, we got a word that the famous Magnolia trees in Lismore Castle park were in bloom.



Camellia, Lismore Castle garden.


An when you think that the winter is gone, there comes a hailstorm.


The weather changes in a matter of minutes.



On days like this, you want to sit in the beach and listen to the surf and the rustling sound of sand…


…or build a castle.


They say that Mark Twain once observed “one hundred and thirty six kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours”. That must have been in March. Capricious March! Sometimes it is difficult to be nice and balanced in the morning, even if it is the morning of the year 😉

inesemjphotography  Have a wonderful weekend!


  1. Inese I must mark this post as a favorite. So calming and serene. (You know how stressed I always am. I love things that help me relax. ) the animals, landscapes, colors — everything was perfect. Mega hugs. 🙂

  2. “The morning of the year…” yes, and your beautiful photos convey that very well. How precious are those moments of sheep listening to the music from your car….I wonder if they would like some other composers, besides Saint-Saens?

    1. Thank you so much, Cynthia! That sheep almost moved me to tears. She was so ugly ( I photoshopped some dirt off her face, just to preserve her dignity), and she just couldn’t take her eyes off the car. After the music they had news, unfortunately. I would stay there longer just for that sheep. May be it was one of the best moments of her life.

          1. So very true….my cat died in the beginning of March, and my dog suddenly took a turn for the worst…she was not even sick. But she declined so quickly, last week I had to have my dog euthanized. Could it be that she was heartbroken over the loss of her friend, the cat? It’s possible. They lived many years as part of a family. Because they don’t have human language, we don’t know what they think. But surely, yes, they do have feelings, for us and we for them.

            1. Oh Cynthia, and your dog, too? That’s heartbreaking! I am so very sorry! You are right, she missed the cat, bless her heart. People imagine themselves superior to animals, but read the Book of Revelation! We know so little, I wish we were more humble.

  3. Ms inese, Spring here is a rather large thunder storm which is making its way into the basement below where I am sitting … and the little pump is running along … returning the leavings outside.

    Wonderful photographs returning the Emerald Green to the countryside. A glorious sight it must be …

    1. Thank you for stopping by! Hope that little pump is doing a good job, and the weather improves. Glad you like the pictures. They are old, I haven’t been in the mountains recently.

  4. Inese, You captured the fickleness of the month of March. She tempts you with warmth and then makes you run for your coat reminding you that winter still reigns.

  5. Fantastic pictures! Mark Twain also said that the coldest winter he even spent was the summer he lived in San Francisco! We’re famous for unpredictable weather!

    1. Thank you! I didn’t expect them to like music, but it was so fun when the sheep started to walk back, staring at the car 🙂 Poor ugly sheep, I wish I could stay there longer and play more music for her 🙂

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