365/106 Alive
Nostalgia for my childhood is alive and well and existing in every rusty bit of chain and every board of a fishing boat.. chaos it may be, but transports me back, right back to those moments.. all I need is a coil of creosoted rope and I'm complete!
Yes. I find smells take me back to my childhood
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet memory !
ReplyDeleteI am always gladdened by your childhood recollections - you really do seemed to have lived, and be living the idyllic family seaside dream, and I so admire and envy you for it! Great to read, as always. x
ReplyDeleteGreat evocative shot Kath :) The smell of the sea and the sound of the rigging in the wind.
ReplyDelete