When most folks visit England, their first (and often times only) stop is London. Now, if you ask me, London … Continue reading Movement.
The struggles seem to fade away, the adventures are many but on a much smaller scale, and life just seems to get away from you. Time, it is never caught and it is always faster than you anticipate. Continue reading Swift fly the years.
One thousand ninety-five …six …seven …eight …nine …ten …eleven …twelve days. That’s how long I’ve been in England. Three whole … Continue reading Three Earth Years
At the start of July, my handsome husband and I took a road trip down to the southern coast of … Continue reading The 355.5 mile journey: Clowne to Cornwall.