With so many amazing places to choose from where I have lived, at first it seemed difficult to pick a particular one. But then I thought about my own heritage and what that means to me. There’s no shortage of British heraldic symbols, but for me personally it has to be the Thames. That river has literally and figuratively run through my life, as a child and young adult when I lived in London, and now whenever I have the opportunity to return. Here are a few favourite pictures of familiar and perhaps less familiar portions, and Mother Thames, m’dear, I’ll see you next month!
Love and am drawn to your words about your essential roots, Caroline. It’s amazing that no matter how or where one lives, early home and memory remain at the core. I am always glad to read your thoughtful words.xo
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Hi Helen. Thanks! So true. I love how these little challenges force me to think about things in different ways.
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Ah, lovely photos.
Alison
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