Hiraeth, a Welsh word that translates into a feeling of homesickness was a word I found challenging to photograph for this month’s blog circle Ineffable Wanderlust. A fully definition for hiraeth is as a homesickness for a home to which you can not return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. I think I struggled as my initial thoughts were too literal and I no longer live anywhere near to my home town and neither do I long to return there. My yearning and homesickness is more for a memory of what childhood was like for me rather than an actual place. I remember long summer evenings at the local play park, laughter and being allowed to stay up long past my bedtime. I yearn for the butterflies in the stomach feeling you got when you swung so high and the ramshackle playground equipment that nowadays would never pass the health and safety inspection. Blowing bubbles with friends and giggling as we chased to catch them before they burst.
My hiraeth images were all taken in my back garden in the quiet corner where a rusty old swing sits neglected. Older than me and clearly showing its years the days of children laughing here in enjoyment have long passed. Some days I still think I can hear them.
Please do carry on around the blog circle which will take you around the world seeing how my photographer friends have interpreted their Hiraeth. Next up is Anna Francken over in the Netherlands who never ceases to amaze me with her beautiful photos which match her kind heart. You’ll find Anna’s post HERE.