Sunsetting

One of the things I most associate with November is what I think of as sunsetting with son, Harry, at the seaside. It’s something we’ve been doing together since he was a toddler.

When he was five or six, I had no concept whatever of a time when he would be twenty and driving me from beach to beach to make the very most of day’s end.

We had a glorious few hours this evening soaking in the delicious colours as they unfolded. We played around taking photographs and here’s a glimpse of a couple we took:

Memory-Making on Tramore Beach, Co. Waterford
Memory-Making on Tramore Beach, Co. Waterford  (Jean)
Garrarus Beach, Co. Waterford
Day’s End at Garrarus Beach, Co. Waterford  (Harry)

Shared time is a curious thing and I wonder to what extent either H or I will remember the intensity of this evening in years to come.

 

Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and I love to write both non-fiction and poetry.

18 thoughts on “Sunsetting”

  1. I think you two will have something to reminisce in the years to come..the time you spent together, the talks, the sunsets, the funny moments. They are embedded in your minds and will resurface time to time. I love to take pictures of sunrise and sunsets and they’re never the same.

  2. It is the many memories I can vividly recall with my own parents and siblings which continue to influence what I enjoy with my own children. What lovely photos and memories you’ve shared here.

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