Nostalgia

In my sisters house, I wake to the sound of english things. How peaceful life seems, as if time has gone backwards, and the mania of the 21st century spiralling out of control, just a dream. The world has settled into normal orbit. I give thanks.Image
 
Supposing a tree fell down when you were underneath it?
Supposing it didn’t.’ – (Pooh’s Wisdom and Tigger’s Bounce.)
 
 
 
 

About maskednative

I live in Ireland, in an extended cottage overlooking Waterford Estuary, privvy to constant changes of light on water, colour and movement, tides and people. I am anglo-Irish and although my initial intention was to live here for a year and a day, I am still here, a blow-in to these shores for the past fifteen years. There have been countless times when I wanted to run back to England with homesickness and relief, but for one reason or another, so far, it has not been possible. I surrender, the soul of Ireland has captured me, allowed a glimpse of the world behind the mask of everyday experiences, bringing forth a mixture of words and pictures from an ordinary everyday life, filled with ordinary everydayness that I offer as a celebration, to the creator of this truly wonderful planet.
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