Berries Red and Bright!

The Rowan tree definitely speaks of home to me!

Oh rowan tree, oh rowan tree
Thou'lt aye be dear to me
Entwined thou art wi' many ties
O' hame and infancy
Thy leaves were aye the first of spring
Thy flowers the summer's pride
There wasnae sic a bonnie tree
In a' the country side

How fair were thou in summer time
Wi' a' thy clusters white
How rich and gay thy autumn dress,
Wi' berries red and bright!
On thy fair stem were mony names
Which now nae mair I see
But they're engraven on my heart,
Forget they ne'er can be

John Mcdermott
Great shot and pleased you put the poem in as well... They have caught my attention when I have been down the South Island in the Autumn not known around here as not cold enough ...
posted September 13th, 2017  
A lovely bright image.
posted September 13th, 2017  
Like the processing and the poem - fav.
posted September 13th, 2017  
Terrific capture, poem and memory for you :)
posted September 13th, 2017  
bep
A lovely image and a beautiful poem. Is he a Scottish poet?
posted September 13th, 2017  
lovely pov and focus
posted September 13th, 2017  
@gijsje I had to google this and check ... it's actually a song written by Scottish Songwriter Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne (1766 – 1845). John McDermott sang it.
posted September 13th, 2017  
bep
@jamibann
Thanks, Issi.
posted September 13th, 2017  
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