Once upon a time, a long time ago, the Romans used the River Tas to ship supplies to the regional town of Venta Icenorum. Once upon that long time ago the river was wider and deeper … as it doubtless remained through to medieval times when the earls of Norfolk & Suffolk, the Bigods, had their Norfolk seat upriver from Venta Icenorum, at the now sleepy village of Forncett St Peter.
This is the river Tas as it is today, at a ford just south of Forncett …
River Tas at the ford at Forncett St Peter: 17th April 2019
As Above, So Below … my take of the title Under Water
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crispina kemp 
I love the history behind this photo! You do share it so well.
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Well, yea, but a bare photo, with no blurb, would be … bare. Besides, I’m fascinated with the history of this area. And while the gentle rises we Norfolkians call hills haven’t much changed, and many of the roads can be traced back to Romna times and before, and though they’re now metalled road,s, not much else has changed. But the rivers … diddy streams these days that once carried Roman ships? Erosion, and accretion; I think that’s also why I’m drawn to Breydon Water, the once *Great Estuary* that’s now a mud flat beside a river …. changes.
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You was poetic when it comes to your area. This is a beautiful thing, Crispina.
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It’s called love. Truly. You know that disturbance one feels in the chest with thinking of a beloved. Well, that’s how I am about this area of Norfolk.
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It shines through…
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Smilies and hearts,
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With a smile as wide as the world
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Such a peaceful and inspiring photo Crispina. No wonder it touches your heart. Thank you for letting us see the beauty that surrounds you. šš¼
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It has to be shared
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Yes I agree.
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Smilie
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Smilie back Here’s another one šš¼
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I refuse to outdo your smilies. I give you one as wide as the world and be done. š
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Wow that comment stalled my lap top LOL Had to reboot ššš¼
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Ooops
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Oh well we recovered and refreshed š
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Good …
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I love the reflection of the tree in the water. There are some very pleasing triangles here.
And of course, the history behind the photo is great!
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I thank you Maria. As you’ve probably noticed, I have a thing for reflections; that slight uncertainity of which is this world, and which is the other.
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Beautiful photo. I so love the parallel reflection in this photo!
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I’ve a thing for reflections. Like beneath the water is another world.
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Lovely photo. Looks like a place for ducks or fish to frolic!
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You’re right about the ducks. And I expect there are fish as well, but I didn’t see any.
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Well, score 1 for my natural knowledge, haha!
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Probably kingfisher, too.
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A fascinating snippet of history and an atmospheric picture.
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Again, my thanks. Where possible I like to give background details. So seldom does the history course or documentary focus on the local and seemingly unimportant picture
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As others have said, wonderful photo and back history. Love your thoughts on reflections too. In between places, aren’t they? Gateways perhaps. I love that our ancestors were so preoccupied with this idea, that fens and bogs received so many offerings because they were seen as the same, places where the water and the land met. But halfway places could be dangerous – witch bottles were buried under doorsteps and in fireplaces because they were seen as weaknesses, places where bad things could enter. Beware the thresholds, Crispina! š
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I remember reading, years ago, about the monastery St Columcille set up on Iona. Did you know, when excavated, they found a threshold deposit. A man, believed to be a monk. Don’t know how true the story.
In Jungian terms, the reflections in water represent the subconscious. Also, Jung saw religion as an outward projection of the subsconscious. Thus we can understand why our ancestors peopled such places with gods and demons.
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