Saturday, November 20, 2010

Sometimes tomorrow never comes...

words of wisdom from Emma - and, of course, she was right.  But it's here now - though the rain is long gone.  On our last day in England I went with Cynthia and John to St Albans.  Mum stayed at home to gather her strength for the journey home and to avoid the rain.  I had travelled through St Albans on the day I caught the 321 bus back from the airport after renegotiating our trip to Spain.  It's a wonderful town.
It's been a Roman town.
Very gracious.

With low life and high life.
As we approached the cathedral, the wind flurried the sycamores around us.  Everyone scattered for the cathedral but it felt like a magic moment to me.
I found it a bit difficult to take photos inside.
 Then it was off to the market.
which was a little rain affected.  I managed to spend my last sterling on plump green olives stuffed with almonds
and sheltered in this archway which made me think of our fabulous porch here at home and my plan to one day sell small plants and flowers from it.  So, back full circle...

Doing this last holiday post has reminded of my intention to bring some special moments from the holiday to this blog, so standby for intermittent Magic Moments.

1 comment:

  1. A powerful woman doing the sacking and pillaging. Now there is an image to reflect on while I lay the weeds waste.

    It has been well worth the wait for your last "formal" trip posting. I feel as if I have been on a journey with you, if only of the mind.

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