Here is the great thing about having lots of photos taken in England: I can post a new one anytime I want to—on days like today when work is piled up and the memory of what it felt like to be there still lingers in my thoughts. We got off the train at Moreton in the Marsh and this was one of the first buildings we spotted. It’s a very old school building (1851)—much older than my beloved Toccoa Falls College. I can easily imagine children going through this door in the morning and then rushing out in the afternoon to go home to be with family and friends.