Another English Rose
I’m trying to understand why some things seem more beautiful in England than in the States. A rose that has grown up beside a well-seasoned downspout—who would have thought this would draw anyone’s attention but…
An English Garden Gate
This old gate is one that C. S. Lewis would have passed many times on his way to Holy Trinity Church at Headington Quarry in England. I don’t know why I thought of this quote…
Just A Peek
On my way to find another photo, I ran into this one and couldn’t believe that it was just sitting there waiting to be posted. Of course, it is of Big Ben taken at 11:55…
A Rose by Any Other Name
Shakspeare wrote, “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” He’s probably right, but this rose is especially sweet because it is one of the…
Blame It on The Memory
I wanted to post something totally different—something not necessarily green and from the mountains. So what about these taken from the London Eye a couple of years ago? I think I have already posted one…
Memories: Old And New
I need to stay off of American Grey’s Web site. He is totally wrong for me, especially on a day when I’m so easily distracted. I need to focus on the here and now. But…
Adding Color to The Day
I have a list of things to do today, and I’m headed off to accomplish each one, but humor me for a moment. Mentally, I want to stroll through the green hills of the Cotswolds,…
Opening Parliament
The last time we were in London, we made sure to check out the gate the Queen enters to open Parliament. It is called the Sovereign’s Entrance. St. Paul’s Cathedral has one, too. It is…
