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I love to return to my native Ireland at least once a year and I took this photograph near where I was born and raised, just outside Omagh, Co:Tyrone. Northern Ireland.
This Irish cottage dates back to the 18th Century. Alone a woman sits beside the fire on a cold winters day reading her book. The smell of Turf as it burns fills the small room with a unique fragrance. Turf, also known as peat, as it was cut from bog land, was and still is used today in rural and remote areas of Ireland.
I remember as a boy helping my father cut and lay the turf on heather covered ground to dry. We would wheel it out of the bog on a special made wheel barrow, and stack it in a small outhouse next to our cottage. like this cottage there was just one bedroom, and a small living room.
Every night our Neighbors a old couple and I would all gather round the fire at night and tell stories, share the latest gossip and my grandmother would always read us a story.
My Grandfather would tell us Ghost stories, when Grandma was not well or went to bed early. Many nights I would sleep with my head under the blanket. In the small bedroom there was my Grandparents bed, then one more bed where I slept. Every sound the wind made outside would scare me, and The thin curtains would move with the breeze. We had no television, just a radio, and we would fall asleep Listening to Irish country, or a Radio play.
This cottage and seeing the old lady sitting alone really brought back many wonderful childhood memories.
Sorry Folks, I am reminiscing here. Hope you like this image.
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Camera: Canon 500D. Lens: Canon EF70-300 IS USM. AV:5.6. TV:1/125. WB: Cloudy. ISO:200.