Thursday, 11 April 2013

A Brief Sojourn Before Uprooting Ourselves.

Not so long ago, we took the winding road south, down through the belly of this island of ours, through damp, mizzling hills that rolled under us and away to the glowering east. The rain ran down the foggy windows, the grey and the green flew past us in a rush as we sped towards the Atlantic coast on the southern rim of Ireland.






We spent the weekend with new friends, the warmest, loveliest of people, we took our time, we savoured every minute, we reminded ourselves of how much we love this place, memories returning of distant weekend visits to my sister when she lived here, so many years ago.


We passed through the wet, through the green, as though flying like ghosts, through virescent memories that clung to our hair, our skin, in the very drops of rain that hung in the air about us.
A heady combination of the newness of friendships lately found, and the deep hum of history stirring under our feet, all bound by the verdant magic of where we found ourselves.



A briefest of sojourns before we returned home, to the mammoth undertaking of uprooting our little family, of deconstructing all we had spent our parenting years building. Our Home.
An exciting, daunting endeavour, that caught us up in it's momentum and carried us onwards, of which there will be more, anon.



Returned to this, a most splendid of evenings that held a promise of spring. An evening that gave me perhaps my most favourite image of this view, in all my years photographing it.


A view that will always be there, behind my eyelids, when I close them against the sun.

15 comments:

Cait O'Connor said...

All beautiful but there is real magic in that last welcome home pic. How I wish I was in Ireland...

Martin said...

I agree with Cait. That last picture is a 'keeper'.

Kerry O'Gorman said...

Imagine, all those years of looking at that hill and then in the waining moments she shows you her best side to say, "so long, remember me as beautiful".

Theresa said...

Incredible! This is the first blog post I have ever seen about Ireland. Just gorgeous.

Tracey said...

I think your view is going to miss you as well. Good luck moving forward.

(That last picture is AMAZING.

affectioknit said...

Wow! Very best wishes with your move!

~Have a lovely day!

acornmoon said...

Bon Voyage to you and your family wherever you may roam, home is where the heart is. <3

Jan-Emi said...

I really really LOVE your photos!!! They are so unbelievable beautiful! :)

Limner said...

They'd have to use a backhoe and a crane to move me if I lived anywhere near all that.

Jane said...

What a beautiful picture. Hope all goes well with the move.

Rebecca S. said...

Happy to see your photos and read your words again. It has been awhile. That last photo is, perhaps, this land's goodbye gift to you.
Wishing you all that is well and good in your new adventure.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful words, beautiful images. Wishing you happiness & harmony in your new adventure and a sprinkling of magic to help you on the way. :) What corner of the world are you going to lay your footprints on next? Looking forward to reading about your journey.

Ciara said...

Thank you, my dear friends. xxx

Anonymous said...

good

Rebecca S. said...

That IS a beautiful image of your mountain, a goodbye gift from Mother Nature for certain. I hope you are settling in well in your new urban home. It looks lovely too!