Welcome to The Tanglewood, where I attempt to gather many of the threads of my life, untangle some knots, follow some paths and perhaps see both the wood and the trees...
Tanglewood was the name of a family home where we lived when I was 1-4 years old. It was built on an old cherry orchard in Mersham, Kent, and several of the trees were left in gardens. I always loved the name and recently found it in a story as being a faery wood. Although it was a modern house at the time, I remember it very clearly as the magical place of youngest childhood.
Last night it kept coming up in my dreams, so it seemed right to give my blog the title - The Tanglewood.
Tanglewood was the name of a family home where we lived when I was 1-4 years old. It was built on an old cherry orchard in Mersham, Kent, and several of the trees were left in gardens. I always loved the name and recently found it in a story as being a faery wood. Although it was a modern house at the time, I remember it very clearly as the magical place of youngest childhood.
Last night it kept coming up in my dreams, so it seemed right to give my blog the title - The Tanglewood.
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