Today I miss England. I've been thinking a lot about my home country these last few days, and it made me sad that I probably will never live there again. Maybe it was the clip on TV of adorable little English children growing potatoes for school. Their familiar accents and mature and articulate speech took me back to another time.
I remember the magic of my childhood, how I hid away from real life by spinning my own fantastical world of fairies and animals. Will Caden ever experience running through clouds of bluebells in between the trees of the summery woodlands? Or go pond dipping for newts and frogs and go nature exploring in the spring? Or visit cathedrals and castles that have a history unmatched to anything to be found here?
I do hope so. I want him to go beyond this grey city of concrete and celebrity...and have a childhood that's so organic, so fresh, so new.
Autumn breeze
3 years ago











