This week, Christmas week, is supposed to be a cold one. So—winter is here. I am one of those hot-natured people who look forward to winter, when I don’t have to drive in ice or work outside for long periods. I adore the coziness of soups simmering on the stove, bread and cookies baking in … Continue reading Welcoming Winter
Category: England
An Ever-Fixed Mark
William Shakespeare's birthplace and childhood home. Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England. Life is change. There is no way around it. People come into our lives--and leave. We grow up and eventually grow old. Our families change. In the following sonnet, William Shakespeare addresses one of the most important aspects of our lives and relationships--that of love. What … Continue reading An Ever-Fixed Mark
Richmond, North Yorkshire–Summer 2022
The Town of Richmond, North Yorkshire, England as viewed from an area hill. We’ve been home from our sojourn in England and Scotland now for around a month. I planned to write more about Richmond, North Yorkshire, as soon as I got home and had more time to organize my thoughts rather than write on … Continue reading Richmond, North Yorkshire–Summer 2022
Ambleside
This morning I am in Ambleside looking out my upstairs bedroom window at lush green hills, flower gardens filled with purple butterfly bushes, and white stucco homes, while listening to the the gurgle of a brook that runs through the grounds of this holiday rental. Ambleside is a large, quaint village next to Lake Windermere … Continue reading Ambleside
The Shambles, York Minster, & Worried Sheep
Continuing our UK adventure and drifting at times down memory lane, I and my fellow travelers spent some of the 22nd, all of the 23rd, and a bit of the 24th in York. We traipsed along its ancient, cobbled streets on Friday (22nd) eventually finding our way to The Shambles, a street directly out of … Continue reading The Shambles, York Minster, & Worried Sheep
MINDING THE GAP in London
Growing up, I remember an awful lot of ministers admonishing us Christian congregates to ”stand in the gap” for others, but I fear that idea could confound a considerable number of Londoners who, as patrons of the Underground, are daily reminded by a fatherly voice “to mind the gap.” If they did, indeed, stand in … Continue reading MINDING THE GAP in London
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