I’m all for remembering the times gone by, with photographs, stories, mementos, and even pebbles (which I have collected from a stream near the orchard where I grew up). I hadn’t taken too many pictures of our old houses, but was thrilled to remember that I had in fact taken these in 2003..ages ago it seems. This was our home in Bristol, RI a nice small community just south of Providence, close enough to the city, but quiet enough and with lots of green space. It’s been a nice journey from there to where we are now, so different in terms of climate and customs. It’s important to enjoy each place for it’s own charms and remember only the good things.

How the bristol got into ganobristol--Part 1