A walk in Castlefreke woods
My interest in photography is slowly coming back. I’m delighted! Not having the interest in creating photos is not me, and I’ve been worried about myself during this time. Of course, it happens that we have interests that fade away when we enter another stage in life, but I don’t think photography is like that for me. I’ve loved photography since long before I even had any understanding of it, and I know I’ll come back to it.
The summer has mostly been about low mood and struggling to find the motivation to do things. The Covid Delta variant has destroyed much of the hope I had for a good summer and a better future, and it’s been a tough summer for me. Photography used to be my go-to activity in such situations, but not this time. However, every time I’ve had reasons to go to places, I’ve had sparks of inspiration with the camera, so I guess there’s hope I’ll get back to my normal, photographing, self again.
Yesterday I went for a walk with my friend from the camera club again. We went back to the Galley Head/Long strand area, but this time to a small forest that is very close to Long strand. My husband and I looked at a house in this area, before buying the one we live in now. I didn’t know about this forest until people in the camera club started talking about it, and was curious. I expected a small park with some simple, leafy trees and a pleasant walk but nothing out of the ordinary. I mean, this is by the sea, so fairytale forests shouldn’t be possible.
There isn’t much I miss from Sweden other than friends and family, but one thing I miss is going for walks in the forest, real forests. And yesterday I had a nice surprise when in the middle of this little Castlefreke woods area we came to a spot filled with tall pine trees. It had the feel of the forests from where I grew up! Seeing this really made my day.
This is a type of Angelica – so pretty!
There’s hope for some pretty colours here later this year!
Some places are special. Maybe because of the pandemic, that I haven’t been able to see my family and connect with my roots for such a long time, it meant so much to me to see something that reminds me of home. It’s complicated – I don’t relate much to Swedish culture or Sweden as my home. Ireland now is my home, and I feel more at home here, but I still have my roots in Sweden, and it means something. Seeing this pine forest was special, and it really made my day – or week!
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