Most of my earliest memories are of Cambridge, England. My father was doing a post-doctorate at the University, and my brother and I went to nursery school not far from there. We lived in a rowhouse, and I remember a row of houses, quite like this one. It had a park beside it, and a coat of arms on the wall, where in this picture there is ivy. Our row was on the site of a former botanical gardens, and I remember playing often in a little wood. It was very beautiful, and I got an almost magical feeling from it. To this day, I still feel a strong connection to the English countryside.
