Not-So-Prim... a Family Tree

This piece is a response to our experiences in the UK on holiday.... a surprise 60th gift for Nigel, and to reconnect with his English and Welsh “roots”. Some of my ancestors also lived in “the mother country” too. Many places left their imprint.                                                                                         
This picture expresses my recollections of a walk one morning by a babbling brook near our last B & B in Wales, on the west coast, in oh-so-green countryside; bare trees just budding, huge banks of Spring-time lemon yellow primroses, sheep (funny looking ones) safely grazing, all enveloped in a soft hazy mist.

The “family tree(s)” .... “trunks through to twigs”, were equally wonderful and intriguing discoveries, as “portraits” of those past, and present, came alive in the flow of interaction...

This was a little like seeing glimpses of parts of yourself in (sometimes foggy) mirrors ....