I’ve been gone for a while, three weeks in South Africa and another up at the lake. I went from days spent surrounded by palm trees and succulents to ripples on water and fall foliage floating all around me. Beautiful locations for sure with plenty of creative inspiration. I’ve returned home with over 80 GB of images to upload, 7 rolls of film…not to mention hundreds of images taken on my iPhone.
But now that I’m home I find that I’m a little lost. When I take a look around me, my neighborhood has lost its sparkle. Although I see the beauty in everyday things, after a month surrounded by exotic allure and New England charm, my home’s looking rather dull.
So I suppose I’ll have to do what every photographer does after shooting an exciting experience: lose myself in memories of African plains and Shetland ponies while finding a way to fall back in love with a more familiar landscape. I’ll trade petting ponies with puppy-dog snuggles and the comforts of home. So even though I’m longing for adventure, I’ll find a way to rekindle the romance with my everyday. I have a feeling that with my “heartbeat at my feet,” it shouldn’t take much time at all.
Holly ~ Soupatraveler
I’m sure the cosiness of Christmas will infect you with sweet memories of how much you love being home again. x
For sure!
Become a tourist in your own city! I’d love to see a tour of Philadelphia from you 🙂
that’s a great idea 🙂 Thanks!
Oh, I feel you on the return and the lackluster of your normal surroundings.
yep, always a toughie.
I hear you. All I did was visit up the coast to Portland and I came home with a similar feel, and I was also only gone a weekend. But then I got back into the routine, I began to find beauty again in my neighborhood, in the feathers I found and the bits of nature unique to us. I do love when you share your images from your travels but I’m equally as taken by your hometown shots of power poles and sidewalks, of snow, of your garden and things like that .