Here is my child hood home, Hope End. What jubilant years I lived in that house! I remember creating and performing short plays with my siblings and living actively outdoors, playing games like cricket! Moving to Hope End in 1809, I remained in the mansion from the age of three till I was twenty-six. I refer to my home enormously in my poem, "The Lost Bower."
"Hope End." Malvern Trail. Web. 25 Mar 2011. <http://www.malverntrail.co.uk/interest.htm>.
This is an interesting house I love the landscaping. Its funny because I remember when I was younger me and my brothers and sisters would put on places for our parents but our house was much smaller.
ReplyDeleteYour house looks very interesting. I kind of think of it like a mysterious house. I love how the trees hide parts of the house.
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