17.2.13

Inner warmth and woolly hats


















































She and I ran around a field excited by our newly wellied feet. We climbed to the top of a hill liberated from tartan skirts and white socks. We went "skating" on a frozen lake in our first corduroy jeans. She fell through the ice. I brought her home, shivering.

She and I went climbing trees. We were swinging from an old Elder, hanging upside down from the branches. I fell onto my back, winded, unable to speak. She screamed the place down and ran to get help.

She and I were wrapped up warm to go on a train somewhere. I held her hand and carried the suitcase. We went out through a gate bewildered, no clue what was happening. So we made pink and yellow tissue paper people and chatted to them for hours on end.

And here we are with woolly hats, crunching around in our boots on the shaley strand. Bonded by our shared youth, forever.

She points her camera everywhere. Look at this, look at that!! She especially likes a harp shaped hole in the cliff, her own unique take on the world, a great eye. She takes a picture of me and I take some of her.

It's never long enough and after a few days she returns to her life in the icy northern city of Stockholm. The woolly hats and her inner warmth must come in very handy up there in that freezing cold archipelago.





26 comments:

  1. lovely and sweet photos. love the description.

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  2. What a lovely tribute to a friend :D Great pics to!

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  3. Shared experiences make the distance closer, and the parting harder, I'm sure.
    Lovely images of the wild coast and siblings.

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  4. Lovely and a little bit lonesome ... Great evocative scenes splitting across the screen there Catherine x

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  5. Shades of me and my sister...a few years down the road...
    Lovely foto essay, crisp evocative pictures...now I sound like a teacher!

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  6. Beautiful, as ever! And the harp shape in the the rocks warms my Coppery Heart as well.

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  7. Your sister??? It's a story only those of us with 'sisters' know. Beautiful - all of it!!!

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  8. We are bound together by our love of friends...even when they are far away we are still connected...we miss them but the love still connects us. Fabulous images...I miss my best friend who is 2000 miles away.

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  9. Hello Catherine

    Beautiful images and a beautiful friendship too. I hope you see each other soon again.

    Helen x

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  10. This is so beautiful! It feels like it must be about sisters. I really love the way you write. :o)

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  11. Wonderfully evocative and beautifully illustrated. Philippa xx

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  12. very nice portraits!

    Have a great week!

    xoxo, Juliana | PJ’ Happies :) | PJ’ Ecoproject

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  13. Friendships like these are once in a lifetime - cherish it always.

    I love the hat and those waves...oh those waves.

    Nina x

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  14. Yes to those of you who asked and guessed she is one of my three lovely sisters!! I am so lucky to have them. Thank you so much for your comments this week I am absolutely loving them:~))

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  15. My three sisters are now in Cape Town, but in months my middle sister will go to her daughter in New Mexico. Going to be an adjustment for all four of us.

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  16. Can't help but think that your guest must have been feeling the warmth. Lovely words and a nice set of images.

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  17. How lovely to have those memories and a friendship like that.

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  18. Ohhhh, how wonderful, Catherine. And of course now I see the "sisters" in your tags, as well as your own comment. I have 3 sisters, too, and the day even just one of them can come to visit me, I'll be riding high, trust me! :)

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  19. "Old" friends are often the best friends. Sounds like you've shared lots of childhood memories. Glad the two of you still find time to get together. Lovely post and terrific pictures - thanks!

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  20. I loved reading this so much, although as an 'only' I am always envious of those with sisters! It must be a wonderful bond.

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  21. Beautiful images of a rugged shore... and your sister, only another with a sister knows... and thankfully I'm blessed to be one!

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  22. My goodness! I am so very happy to have found your space here! Your writing is compelling and those pictures, with their range of muted colours, are truly stunning. I'm off to become a follower, if I may.

    Warmest wishes from icy cold France.

    Stephanie

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  23. Lovely writing and gorgeous photos.

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