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!
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.
What wondrous possibilities today's technologies present to us.
To think I came from a time of being taught typing at school on a manual 'Imperial' typewriter that can now be viewed in museums. What an amazing thrill when I used my first 'electric' model - a 'Remington'. It was SO fast I thought I'd never catch up with it - or produce a letter without a zillion 'typos'! But I did, and even went on to cope admirably with the IBM Selectric (usually lovingly called the Golfball - no more keys on long arms to tangle and stop progress completely!)
To think my Mum and Dad wouldn't buy their first TV set until during my second year of High School, in case it had a bad effect on my studies. And it was black and white to start with. A recent show reminiscing about the early days of TV, showed the episode of a program when our Premier of South Australia, Don Dunstan, threw the switch to change our TV world. At midnight on 1st March, 1975 our TV world as we had known it, changed to colour. Oh what a feeling!
And so I embrace these changes as much as I am able - and want to share my blend of old and new thoughts using some undreamed of artistic possibilities.