While we were gone, we missed one of the hottest summers Texas has ever seen. We came home to a horrible drought and sad brown fields, completely opposite of our recent gorgeous English countryside views.
I will post a few times about our England trip, but I wanted to start with the sights . . . Our tour lead us through the countryside of Lancashire, the purple heather covered hills of Yorkshire, to the Robin Hood castles of Lincolnshire and then glimpses of the North Sea.
As we had imagined, the countryside consisted of rolling, green, lush hills with layers of white specks of sheep. The historic villages were filled with inspiring architecture and dreamy English gardens. I fell in love.
I feel in love with the historic English architecture . . . this manor was built in the 16th century . . . it was amazing . . .
I fell in love with walking the streets of the small villages . . .
I LOVED shopping in their "antique malls"! What an experience to shop in an retired grain mill . . . a historic mansion . . . a gothic cathedral?!
I loved dreaming of England's magical past of cathedrals and castles . . .