Photo-a-Day  (Saturday, 21st September, 2019)

Wonderful picture Poet. Looks like that tree is about to send out a lightening bolt. Or a witness to one at least.

I could imagine a ghostly highway man galloping by in that sombre scene.

Belter!, Poet. And 'Gallows Tree', and your 'Standish Footpath' of August, would make good watercolour paintings. I'd like to have a bash at them next year - If that would be ok with you.

As XPat says, wonderful photo. Its stark & atmospheric.

I agree with XPat. As soon as I saw the photo, the theme-song to "Follyfoot", which was a tv programme in my childhood, came to mind. The song was called "The Lightning Tree"

Looks like a dull day.

When I saw the picture Irene I was racking my brains to think of the TV programme I used to watch and then when I scrolled down there was the answer. Well done ✅ Irene.

Fear you see him ,
Freeze thy feet ,
The ghostly highwayman,
should you meet
When dull and dim ,
he’ll pass this way
Through Lighting whip
or horses hay .
Fear his shadow
Avoid his path
His horses breath
Has ghostly laugh .
When thunder cracks
And say its me ,
The one who rides by
The Lightening Tree ...

Speaking of standish,does any of you old standishers know my wife her name was hilda lowe,she lived in school lane next door to almonds brewery and her friends in the 60s where rene hart and ann wilson.

I remember someone called Lowe who lived where you say but I can't for the life of me remember her Christian name. We went to Shevvy.

Friends, I'm glad you like Lightning trees because this is the first in a triptych which I've sent in which may appear ,or not (has Brian sees fit) in the next week's.
It would be good to see this in watercolour Philip. I hope you post it when it's done.
From Where's poem is wonderful ,rich and skillfully crafted . Thank you my fellow..
Veronica, it may not be perhaps just imagination if 'should you meet when dull and dim'. Myself, I don't tarry on the old road for I know what happened here.

Poet:
Clattering hooves with dust raised high,
In my dreams, aye, he still gallops by....

What a great bunch of poets we have here on WW !

Whenever the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high....All night long in the dark and wet, a man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, why does he gallop and gallop about? (That's just sprung in to my head from junior school....how amazing what memories a photo can evoke!).

Poet, Would you kindly send me your 'Gallows Tree - Standish, Wigan.' photo, please?
Unfortunately, I hadn't had any joy when trying to print a copy of it.
pg001g3340@blueyonder.co.uk

I've tried sending Philip but it comes back as that address unknown. Is there another email I could try?

Irene:
'Windy Nights' by Robert Louis Stevenson
So evocative....

Many thanks for your kind reply, Poet.
Please try again, at Item 29654 - I knew it was in Album, somewhere.

Your photo has reached me!, Poet. Many thanks for your continued effort. I'll let you see the watercolour as soon as it's done.

Thanks, Veronica. xx