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
Growing up stateside you are brought up with a particular set of musical tastes and depending on where you grew … Continue reading On a high note.
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.
Two weeks ago, to celebrate my one-year anniversary as a resident of England, I decided to spend the day out … Continue reading It’s the little things.
Cast your eyes upon Chatsworth House and its expansive gardens (yes, as in more than one). It’s what the English … Continue reading A house unlike any other…
It’s all set. Our appointment has been booked, the fee has been paid, and on the 14th of October we … Continue reading Stepping up.
Now that the dust has settled from our wedding and our visitors have all gone home, it’s time to move … Continue reading Begin, again.