A Miscellany of Meme-oirs

 

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Author's Note

 

Hallo Reader, 

 

I'm in the process of combining two of my books -  'Seeking Serendipity' and this one, 'A Miscellany of Meme-oirs'. 

 

I don't want to lose any of my much-appreciated readers, so I'm leaving these collections here for now. I'm hoping you will move your deeply appreciated support over to my new combined collection. At present, I'm calling it - 

 

'A Meme-oir Anthology'

 

I hope you'll visit and enjoy the developing collection - some are old faithfuls (edited somewhat), and new ones are being created, and tinkered with.

 

 I'm feeling good about this 'merger' - hope you agree! 

 

Christine

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Ahh Memories...

The Barbra Streisand song suggests how beautiful memories can be... some so painful to remember, others impossible to forget.

And whilst I've been writing of farming memories, and favourite things, and childhood memories, sometimes there's a photo that captures my imagination - or a verse - or a thought. The one above was an early step in the development of my cover.

I found myself once again embellishing my words or my photos, or someone else's I go searching for to find the most appropriate ones I am free to use. But it's always best of all making memes out of my own memories and thoughts. I like that a lot, as you will learn.

One beautiful sunset I photographed here on our farm was in all the fabulous colours the end of the day can wear. And it created a line of thought that went like this -

By the sunset of your life,

many hopeful sunrises have melted in the heat of the midday sun...

but the best persist,

and shine even brighter

at the end of your day.

And I played with the photo, and tried out the sweet and gentle old-fashioned charm of sepia tones, and suddenly the whole cover came together for me. As always, not a 'professional' cover... but SO me!

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PART ONE - Hiraeth means Home

 

Hiraeth, (pronounced here-eyeth], is a Welsh word that has no direct English translation. The University of Wales - 'Lampeter', attempts to define it as homesickness tinged with grief or sadness over the lost or departed. It is a mix of longing, yearning, nostalgia, wistfulness, or an earnest desire for the Wales of the past. - Wikipedia

Hiraeth is a longing for one's homeland, but it's not mere homesickness. It's an expression of the bond one feels with one's home country when one is away from it. - Urban Dictionary

 

And this Wishful Thinker has never left her homeland, Australia, and believes she never will.

The bonds of love bind too tightly; the fear of loss is far too great to risk losing something so infinitely precious.

This first part of my collection contains thoughts and scenes that are dear to my heart and soul.

 

 

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PART TWO - All God's Creatures

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PART THREE - Charismatic Characters

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PART FOUR - You May Die Laughing

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*PART FIVE - Old McL inspired

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*PART SIX - Others' Memes?

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