Shadow Shot Sunday: Park bench shadows

Posted on December 14, 2014 by Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

There should be laughter

of children running and playing

picnic banter, gingham cloths 

wicker baskets brimming full 

of wine and cheese. Crusty bread too.

Images of summer.

Instead

empty picnic benches

their only companions

their very own shadows.

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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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20 Responses to Shadow Shot Sunday: Park bench shadows

  1. noelleg44's avatar noelleg44 says:
    December 14, 2014 at 11:58 am

    Lovely photo, lovelier words.

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  2. angie4beck's avatar angie4beck says:
    December 14, 2014 at 12:45 pm

    Peaceful – for now!

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  3. TanGental's avatar TanGental says:
    December 14, 2014 at 4:35 pm

    what a touching poem, neatly undermining the serenity of the photo and making it sad and poignant instead.

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  4. thevenerable1's avatar la_lasciata says:
    December 14, 2014 at 4:46 pm

    Lovely image, Irene – but where ARE they ?

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    • Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist's avatar Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist says:
      December 15, 2014 at 6:02 am

      This one M-R I have to admit I do not know. Somewhere in France. I can tell you it was our second nights camp and we purchased two airbeds. The next night was in the Ardeche and we had real comfort night 3 as we purchased two chairs to sit beside the tent we had brought with us from Australia. We went on to make a purchase a day and can tell you each campsite by purchase, some by name but not unfortunately this one. 🙂

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  5. Debbie Smyth's avatar Debbie Smyth says:
    December 14, 2014 at 8:50 pm

    And a very long tree shadow

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  6. magicalmysticalteacher's avatar magicalmysticalteacher says:
    December 15, 2014 at 1:16 am

    Shadows, too, can be good companions, don’t you think?

    Blacksmith Shadows

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  7. Raewyn's Photos's avatar Raewyn's Photos says:
    December 15, 2014 at 5:27 am

    Great photo and prose. 😀

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  8. Sherri Matthews's avatar Sherri says:
    December 17, 2014 at 12:33 am

    What a lovely, poignant poem to match your beautiful photo Irene…really makes me stop and ponder why the park is so empty on such a glorious day…and your picnic has made me very hungry, lunch time me thinks 🙂

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