Sunday 12 February 2012

Is this where I really belong?

 It's half term and we have braved the freezing weather to travel across to the East side of the UK. This is where I grew up, went to school and university, met the Curate and got married. The red brick houses with their red tiled roofs look familiar. The wide open skies and the flat muddy stretched fields are part of me.


  I woke this morning, in the cottagey bedroom where we are stayingand opened the curtains to see the surrounding countryside blanketed in snow. I was whisked back to the time when we stayed with my grandparents in North Essex and I had woken to see the world covered in snow. I must have been about 3 or 4 and today, I experienced that same feeling of awe, excitement....joy! How wonderful to experience that again. - Am I really an Essex girl?

6 comments:

  1. Harriet, those lovely photos remind me of where DD lives in the equally flat Vale of York. Despite having grown up among hills she is coming to love the wide horizons and big skies of her new area. It sounds like you wouldn't find it too hard to move back to that kind of landscape.

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  2. Wow, so odd to see snow in pictures of other blogs!
    The surroundings look lovely.

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  3. Lucky us that you take your camera with you! I just love your photos...no matter where they're taken. You SO have an EYE (but I think I've told you that, before :)). I grew up in a very snowy part of the U.S., so I absolutely know the feeling :) Stay warm!

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  4. I'm sure it's very nice but it looks distinctly chilly. Here in Scotland, by contrast, it's been very mild. (Don't like to boast...)

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  5. Snow blankets a kind of peace over the landscape ... until the thaw sets in. Love the photo of the ducks on ice, and had a quick 'flash' of them wearing ice skates.

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  6. Where you belong is a very interesting matter to consider. I haven't "belonged" for many years in the metropolis where I grew up. We live in the heart of the hinterland (so to speak), and I think I belong here (after about 30 years).

    The question of belonging also weighs heavy in relation to future occupation. Blessings as you sort out that one.

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