Home is something I always struggle with, in fact I really hate when people ask me where home is. I guess because I struggle with the answer and everyone always seems to only want one. But the reality is home is where the heart is, and as my heart is in many places, I have many homes and I am happy right now to be in one of these, the beautiful United Kingdom. I wish I was here under better circumstances but then again would not want to be anywhere else than here to support my beautiful strong sister.
A beautiful day, and even a more beautiful day spent with my sister.
I am staying in my English home on the River Thames and these Canadian geese from another home came to say hi.
The British pub, the place I love to spend a day with my brilliant friends.
Heron Lodge, with the Hopkins, possibly the nicest, kindest, most generous family. My sister and myself are so lucky to have them in our lives.
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