I have a fascination with seats, chairs, sofas, armchairs, kitchen stools … of all descriptions so I screeched to a halt the other day when I spotted a pouf footstool at one of my favourite places along the Copper Coast here in Co. Waterford.
It brought me back to my youth when I used to sit on one almost identical to this while watching television by the fire with my mother.
Significantly, the spot above Kilmurrin Cove, where this one was perched, was always a place where my mother used to recall the days when Father’s Morris Minor used to conk out half way up the steep hill. He and Mother would gather big stones to put behind the back wheels so they could get going again without a major descent back towards the Cove.
I couldn’t but think that Mother would have loved a sit down on the footstool after these dramas which were always infused with tension as Father had a major thing about cars breaking down!
I was tempted to pop it into the car and bring it home but decided to leave it for the next comer. I wonder, wonder, wonder who placed it so perfectly at that particular spot.
I often wonder now how I ever thought that my parents would be gone from my life when they died. There are just so, so many memories!
18 thoughts on “Seat with a View”
Perfect. I wonder if it was deliberate or accidental that it was left in that spot.
Hi Andrea, I don’t suppose we’ll ever know.
Hello to a friend from a AARP member friend who use to visit on Ireland Calling…I read the above post with interest because I find it hard to not pick up cast offs. You wonder what life they had before and the stories that they could tell. I look forward to reading more of your posts as I did when I was a member of the Calling Ireland group.
Hello Joni, I’m thrilled to hear from you and am delighted that you enjoyed the post. I remember you saying about cast-offs in our other forum. Hope all’s well with you.
We stopped in that exact place a few weeks ago on the way to Tramore, and took some photos. The footstool wasn’t there though!
Hi Joan, yes, it’s a recent arrival. I must check this weekend to see if it’s still there. Hope you had a good time in Tramore.
Yes, thanks, had a family get together lunch!
The memories keep them alive in our hearts. The foot stool reminds me of an oddly shaped heart somehow.
CC, I agree, it’s all about memories and they are indelibly carved into our hearts. I can see what you mean about the heart-shape of the footstool.
It is as I was saying: ‘there is this vast cast of memories in our minds!’
Hi Willow, that vast cast of memories in our minds is a powerful force indeed.
It is a great support when things get tough!! xx
You can say that again!
Really interesting story and photo Jean . Thank You for sharing.
Glad you liked it, Paul. Thanks so much for writing.
Captivating and fascinating image, and beautiful story to go along. I adore scenes like these, what a capture! I wonder, too, who placed it there, so perfectly, indeed. Absolutely resplendent. Cheers,
ST, thanks for such a lovely comment.