Gentle Readers & friends, I meant to write this post weeks ago upon arrival back in Los Angeles. My desktop computer is old and in need of replacement. My photos aren't connected to the cloud on that d…
The Farthings, our Cotswold cottage in Broad Campden
Taken by a lovely young man from Yorkshire, Matthew in the lovely village of Stanton. We so enjoyed chatting with him.
Milky tea in the garden nearly every afternoon.
Out in the middle of nowhere, we found Hayles Fruit Farm and stopped for a delicous lunch of Cornish pasty with salad overlooking the rolling hills.
The Ebrington Arms pub in the tiny hamlet of Ebrington. Our favorite pubs were in the really out-of-the-way places.
Another visit to the Ebrington Arms for drinks on a warm day. Sister took her knitting with her most places.
Dawn walk at the Broadway Tower. We had it all to ourselves!
At the Slaughters Country Inn where we had lunch on the terrace after a walk from Lower to Upper Slaughter. The sun shone for most of our visit to the Cotswolds!
Hidcote Manor Garden. A glorious place! We stayed in the Northern Cotswolds near many gardens. We enjoyed mint pea soup in the cafe afterwards!
Our Airbnb near Henrietta Park in the Bathwick area of Bath was perfect in every way. We stayed here for 3 nights.
Most late evenings we went for walks on the many paths and lanes in our sleepy hamlet of Broad Campden. We loved staying here!
Driving into Castle Combe on our first day in the rental car from Bath. Such a splendid village!
Our friend and trip mascot: the wood pigeon. "My toe huts Betty!"
If you're in a grade II Cotswold cottage as we were, the stairs are v.v. steep! Thankfully there was a bathroom upstairs and downstairs.
The splendid yew trees and hedges of Sudley Castle.
Dover Hill, where we went to visit the sheep one evening.
One of our evening walks on public footpaths from our hamlet of Broad Campden.
Many of the small churches in the Cotswold villages had exquisite needlepoint pew kneelers.
Gentle Readers & friends,
I meant to write this post weeks ago upon arrival back in Los Angeles. My desktop computer is old and in need of replacement. My photos aren't connected to the cloud on that device so it's a pain in the arse getting the photos from my phone to the computer via the usual methods.. Thus, I post far less than I would like. But at last after 11 years, a new iMac is in the works.
I posted videos in the form of reels daily while away and those can be found on Instagram (they get automatically pushed out to Facebook) if you're interested. The link is down at the bottom of this website somewhere or you can do a search for my name using artificial intelligence or whatever poses for search engines these days. I'm posting art on IG also and not here as much because of the photo situation. I love making reels. Videos seem very easy for me, so lately that's what I do. Thanks for following along in the Cotswolds it was such great fun to read your comments and know someone was enjoying the videos of our trip. I must be inconvenienced by technology as little as possible, so until the new computer is up and running I resort to dark ages communication. No, not postcards in the post, but close. Blog posts!
I didn't realize I hadn't posted here for nearly 2 months. I write nearly daily in my old-school writing journal and so I have this idea that I've been in communication with you, but somehow the mental connection is all one-way via smoke signals. Unless you're a mind reader you've been in the dark. I've been communicating with many of you since 2007, nearly 2 decades. I have no plans of stopping, especially now when I find the voices of older women growing dim. Now that I'm happily in my 60's I plan to keep yapping about whatever I please to whomever wishes to listen. Let's grow old together shall we?
I want to get this out tonight, so I'm going to end this missive and return soon with more chatter about summertime, wig portraits, sketchbookery, and life. I report to duty at school on August 9th to begin getting my classroom ready for my final year of teaching. I'm 75% sure that this will be my final year, but since I'm flying solo and am my own financial master and commander, I may decide another year is prudent. Time will tell.
Do inform me of your whereabouts and whatabouts. This mustn't be one-sided. Curious minds want to know how my gentle readers are spending their time.
May you be happy, safe, and free from troubling thoughts. More soon!
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