Port Meadow (Day 15)

So here I am in Port Meadow. I have spent a lot of time by this part of the river. As a child, as a teen, as an adult with the horses, with beloveds and friends. I thought about skipping this part of the pilgrimage because I know it so well – and with my body beginning to feel the strain, to make sure I can make it to the end - but no, actually, that's not what's needed. This is the area I know the best, I have made countless memories here. This is the area I personally have used. My sewage, my rubbish most likely ends up in this area of the Thames. Rather than skipping over it, this is the place that I need to honour the most. I must walk this part with extra reverence. We so often take the familiar for granted and forget to value what is dearest to us. 

Watercolour and pen on paper, Digitally manipulated