Thursday, November 29, 2007
Cover me with warmth
Grand Bend, ON, September 2007
Nesting or cocooning are behaviors often associated with preparing to endure another long, cold winter. We hunker down and hold onto things we hold dear, that bring us warmth and comfort.
So as the winds outside blow increasingly cold, I find myself spending a bit more time looking over pictures I took when the breezes were warmer. I linger over them and let the images get absorbed into my psyche. This image in particular warms me. I see little snippets of family life, taking in what was likely the last visit to the beach before everyone returned to school and work. It's pictures like these that remind me of my own childhood experiences in these places where the land ends and the big blue sea begins.
It's the photographic equivalent of a bowl of hearty soup, a rocking chair and a big, soft comforter.
Your turn: What do your nesting rituals look/feel like when the weather turns? Why do they matter to you?