The Landscape I Love Best

Describe the landscape that you love best and say what it is about the landscape that really draws you to it. Can you maybe also suggest why you think (from your own history and background) this landscape above all others captures your imagination, your Whole Being?

I’d been travelling aimlessly for weeks.  I was feeling lost and doubting the path I had chosen.  Travel was supposed to be fun. I was supposed to be happy. But it wasn’t, and I wasn’t. Self doubt and financial stress was a draining combination. I was preparing to leave, to move on to the next country in the hope of yet another reset when I arrived in Doolin. A tiny town perched on the edge of the Atlantic consisting of a motel, a cafe, a pub, and inexplicably a fudge shop. I had intended to stay a night to see the adjacent Cliffs of Moher and move on, but I stayed until they no longer had a bed for me. It was cold and grey but I had finally found the sense of peace I had been craving.

The smell and sound of the ocean was a comforting constant. The waves crashed against the towering cliffs, the wild grasses danced in the breeze. The day I walked the cliffs saw drastic weather changes. From cold winds that caused me to huddle into my coat to heavy rain, the kind with thick droplets that soaked me in minutes, and eventually sunshine fighting through, drying my hair. That town and those cliffs became the place I was happiest, and I place I intend to return to one day.

6 Comments

  1. I was most impacted by Mikaela’s blog post describing a landscape she fondly remembers. After reading other classmates blogs briefly, I had not felt drawn to review their works like I had Mikaela. The first line, “I had been travelling aimlessly for weeks…” I connected with, as last year I travelled for 4 months solo and could understand the fear yet excitement of discovering new worlds outside your own. She then continues to say, “Travel was supposed to be fun… I was supposed to be happy,” I felt her honesty and could relate to the  initial idealised thoughts about travelling, when in reality, travelling was dirty, tough and not as fulfilling as I believed it would be. I think Mikaela beautifully captures the two sides of travelling through her personal experiences evidently brought out in her blog. The reader can clearly see she is torn between wanting to stay longer to rest and  to continue exploring for something more, despite her feeling lost.

    Mikaela could improve this work through more refined editing. This may include better sentence structure and rearranging words to give her blog a more sentimental tone. For example, “The day I walked the cliffs saw drastic weather changes. From cold winds that caused me to huddle into my coat to heavy rain, the kind with thick droplets that soaked me in minutes, and eventually sunshine fighting through, drying my hair.”

    This could be changed too, “I walked to the edge of the cliffs and felt the drastic weather changes. The cold winds caused me to huddle into my coat suddenly turned to heavy rain, the kind of thick droplets that had me soaked in minutes. I then noticed how the sunshine fought through the clearing clouds and dried my hair.”

    I was also impressed by the layout of her blog and effective use of images, good job Mikaela!

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