This past week it's been rainy, even stormy at times, cloudy and altogether gloomy in general. This might be a disappointment to those of you who really can't wait for the sunshine-y blue skies of summer, but really I'm more of a cloudy day person. During this last week with all of it's craziness and busy-ness I have really enjoyed the calming, mopiness of the sky.
So lately I've been dreaming about running away. I want to run away from schedules and plans and run away from bumping into people I know. And instead I want to go hiking through England's Lake District. I want to run into a tea shop when the rain gets too heavy and sit and sip tea where no one knows my name. I want to go and sit in William Wordsworth's gardens at Rydal Mount and just muse for several hours. I want to think and read and breathe.
I want to be instead of do.
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| Grasmere. |
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| Rydal Mount |
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| Rydal Mount again. |
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| Numerous pictures of the gardens. |
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