Hiraeth; a homesickness for a home which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was;
the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.
We took these photos two months ago when we were camping in the Blue Mountains for our very first time. We will always remember the feelings that came flushing over us when we arrived there. How surrealistic it was to bee in the same heights as the clouds and to see how the hill tops touched the heaven. When you read this post, we’re in the Blue Mountains again, one last time before we’re chasing the sun to the European summer.