I’m not sure about the last Weekly Photo Challenge: Place in the World. Do we all have a physical space where we “belong”? Is this about home or more than that? I suppose we are talking about comfort zones. When I think about those, I think about people as well as places. In fact, if the right people are around me, I can feel “at home” anywhere, any time. Here are a few personal examples…
Last year, I spent some time with the Alvernia Prep School Writers’ Club in Kingston. They were so proud of their work, and I was proud of them.
I always feel comfortable around families. In Sri Lanka I met a wonderful craftsman, his wife and two children. They had barely escaped with their lives from the 2004 tsunami that hit the town of Galle, where they lived. If you are near Dambulla, any time, you must visit them at Karu Arts in Naula.
Family is always one’s place in the world. My family is somewhat scattered, so when my brother and his wife visited from Australia, this was the best connection.
These are three of the group of women that I love to be around. We are all so different, and yet drawn together by common interests and concerns. It is a comfort zone.
I am happy, at home and comfortable in the company of good people such as Deedra and Damien – sipping coffee, chatting about everything and nothing.
My ultimate place in the world.
I love my birding group – which varies depending on time and place. We are a diverse cast of characters, all devoted to our birds. But this is one of my special “places,” too.