If you’ve ever wondered what Heaven will be like, I think I found it a little over a month ago in the English countryside. This is Stow on the Wold, one of the many villages in the Cotswolds. (Most of which have prepositional phrases in their names. Thank you for your fine work, England.) We spent an evening and a morning there. On the morning, I woke up early and had an hour all to myself to smell lavender and pet grey horses on the nose and watch the sun peek out over the hills and breathe in big lungfulls of cold morning air and then breathe it out as steam and watch it curl and evaporate.
You may have to know me to fully appreciate how much of a direct gift from God all of this was for me, and how much joy it brought my soul.
Then I got to make amends with the innkeeping gentleman who scolded us the night before for squeezing six girls into a room intended for four. (I know it’s bad, but we had no money) I said I was sorry and thanked him for letting us stay anyway; he raised an eyebrow and said, ” ’twas very naughty of you,” and then we moved on to being friends. I told him and his wife about my travels this semester, and they let all of us (and our cab driver) stay for breakfast.
Then we drove into town, and I found a door that may or may not lead to Narnia and bought four books that I didn’t have room for in my backpack. A wild success, in my book.
Hopefully I will never, ever go a whole month between posts again. I just have one last paper to write before I’m all done with school, so I won’t be able to use the “busy” excuse again for a while, after Thursday. More photos from Britain, Paris, Hallstatt, and Vienna are all on the way, and I’ve got some shoots lined up with clients after Christmas!
And speaking of Christmas, I hope yours is off to a merry start. (: