A Seasonal Portrait of Lavendon

The following photographs were taken within Lavendon Parish across the year 2010. Click on a photo to view it full-size.


January:

The Three Shire Bridleway, January 2010

The Three Shire Bridleway, 13 January 2010

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden’s end.

From The Snow-Storm
by Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)


February: 

The Remains of Tinnick Barn, 11 February 2010

The Remains of Tinnick Barn, 11 February 2010

And I told you the snow would melt, love,
In the passionate glance o’ the sun;
And the leaves o’ the trees, and the flowers and bees,
Would come back again, one by one.
That the great, gray clouds would vanish,
And the sky turn tender and blue;
And the sweet birds would sing, and talk of the spring
And, love, it has all come true.

From I Told You
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850–1919)


March:

Lavendon Mill, 2nd March 2010

Lavendon Mill and Sluice, 2nd March 2010

Smooth to the shelving brink a copius flood
Rolls fair, and placid; where collected all,
In one impetuous torrent, down the steep
It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round.

From The Waterfall
by James Thomson (1700 – 1748)

Lavendon Woods, 4th March 2010

Lavendon Wood, 4th March 2010

The woods and banks of England now,
Late coppered with dead leaves and old,
Have made the early violets grow,
And bulge with knots of primrose gold.

From The Woods and Banks
by William Henry Davies (1871 – 1940)


April:

Sheep with Lambs at The Nest - 10th April 2010

Sheep with Lambs at ‘The Nest’, 10th April 2010

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows…
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

From Leisure
by William Henry Davies (1871 – 1940)


May:

Bluebells in Three Shire Wood - 4th May 2010

Bluebells in Three Shire Wood, 4th May 2010

In the bluebell forest
There is scarce a sound,
Only bluebells growing
Everywhere around.

From Bluebells
by O. Enoch

View to Lavendon Church from Castle Road - 10th May 2010

View to Lavendon Church from Castle Road, 10th May 2010

What is so sweet and dear
As a prosperous morn in May,
The confident prime of the day,
And dauntless youth of the year…

From Ode in May
by Sir William Watson (1858 – 1935)


June:

A View to Snip Wood and Uphoe from near Castle Farm - 17th June 2010

The View to Snip Wood and Uphoe from near Castle Farm, 17th June 2010

It was a bright and cheerful afternoon,
Towards the end of the sunny month of June,
When the north wind congregates in crowds
The floating mountains of the silver clouds
From the horizon – and the stainless sky
Opens beyond them like eternity.

From Summer and Winter
by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 – 1822)

Making Hay at Uphoe Farm - 22nd June 2010

Making Hay at Uphoe Farm, 22nd June 2010

It’s Midsummer Day,
And they’re making the hay
Down in the meadow all golden and gay,
They’re tossing it high
Beneath the June sky,
And the hay rakes are spreading it out to dry.

From Haytime
by Irene F Pawsey


July:

View from Castle Road towards Lavendon Village - 29th July 2010

View from Castle Road towards Lavendon Village, 29th July 2010

The reapers leave their beds before the sun
And gleaners follow when home toils are done
To pick the littered ear the reaper leaves
And glean in open fields among the sheaves.

From Harvest
by John Clare (1793 – 1864)

Ploughing the 'Beanfield' below Three Shire Wood - 29th July 2010

Ploughing the Beanfield below Three Shire Wood, 29th July 2010

Ye rigid Ploughmen, bear in mind
Your labour is for future hours:
Advance – spare not – nor look behind –
Plough deep and straight with all your powers!

From The Plough
by Richard Henry Horne (1803 -1884)


August:

Site of the Former Fishponds of Lavendon Abbey - 22 August 2010

Site of the Former Fishponds of Lavendon Abbey, 22nd August 2010

The fields fall southward, abrupt and broken,
To the low last edge of the long lone land.
If a step should sound or a word be spoken,
Would a ghost not rise at the strange guest’s hand?

From A Forsaken Garden
by Algernon Charles Swinburne
(1837 – 1909)

Fishing Below the Sluice at Lavendon Mill - 22nd August 2010

Fishing below the Sluice at Lavendon Mill, 22nd August 2010

Where cooling vapours breathe along the mead,
The patient fisher takes his silent stand,
Intent, his angle trembling in his hand:
With looks unmov’d, he hopes the scaly breed,
And eyes the dancing cork, and bending reed.

From Spring
by Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744)


September:

The Former Bathing Place by the River Great Ouse - 16th September 2010

The Former Bathing Place by the River Great Ouse, 16th September 2010

Mix’d with a sound of waters murmuring
Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay
Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling
Its green arms round the bosom of the stream,
But kiss’d it and then fled, as thou mightiest in dream.

From The Question
by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 – 1822)


October:

View to the Village from the Footpath above New Row - 30th October 2010

View to the Village from Footpath above New Row, 30th October 2010

When the trees and skies and fields are in one dusky mood,
Every heart of man is rapt within the mother’s breast:
Full of peace and sleep and dreams in the vast quietude,
I am one with their hearts at rest.

From By the Margin of the Great Deep
by George William Russell (1867 – 1935)


November:

The Three Shire Way near Lavendon Grange - 3rd November 2010

The Three Shire Way nearby Lavendon Grange, 3rd November 2010

The world is full of colour!
‘Tis Autumn once again
And leaves of gold and crimson
Are lying in the lane.

Yellow, blue and orange,
Russet, rose and red –
A gaily coloured pageant –
An Autumn flower bed.

From Colour
by Adeline White

The Rookery Wood with Former Abbey Fishponds nearby Lavendon Grange - 26th November 2010

The Rookery Wood with former Abbey Fishponds nearby Lavendon Grange, 26th November 2010

Where in venerable rows
Widely waving oaks inclose
The moat of yonder antique hall,
Swarm the rooks with clamorous call…

From Early Spring
by Thomas Warton
(1728 – 1790)


December:

An Oak Tree in the Former Bailey of Lavendon Castle - 7th December 2010

An Oak Tree in the former Bailey of Lavendon Castle, 7 December 2010

Look out! Look out!
Jack Frost is about!
He’s after our fingers and toes;
And, all through the night,
The gay little sprite
Is working where nobody knows.

He’ll climb each tree,
So nimble is he,
His silvery powder he’ll shake;
To windows he’ll creep,
And while we’re asleep,
Such wonderful pictures he’ll make.

Across the grass
He’ll merrily pass,
And change all its greenness to white;
Then home he will go,
And laugh, “Ho! Ho! Ho!
What fun I have had in the night!”

From Jack Frost
by Cecily E Pike


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