The World Through Our Lens
Bob and I were eager to get to Hadrian’s Wall in England, but we wanted to have a whole day to freely explore and experience it. The hours spent in Barnsley and Darfield looking into my family’s past left us with no time to visit the Wall that same afternoon. Read more
One cannot visit Bath, England without paying a visit to the Roman Baths that once were one of the main religious spas in the ancient world. Read more
When it came time to depart from Bath, England, it was decided that a brief tour of Chipping Campden in the Cotswolds was a must. I was dying to see the iconic thatched cottages and hedges manicured to perfection. Read more
After reading Ken Follett’s novel, Pillars of the Earth, which loosely parallels the construction of Salisbury Cathedral, New Sarum, and having completed Edward Rutherford’s book about Sarum, it was a consensus between Bob, me and our son that we should visit Old Sarum, the location of the original Salisbury Cathedral in England.
It was with notions of mystery and intrigue, memories of historical facts and a sense of spiritual respect that Bob, our son and I headed to Salisbury Cathedral. After recently reading Sarum and Pillars of the Earth, we could hardly wait to set eyes upon this magnificent cathedral whose spire has dominated the Wiltshire skyline in rural England since 1320. We were in awe! Read more
Arriving in London, England, after traveling all night had Bob, me and our son in need of a bit of down time before setting off to explore the city. With lunch and a short nap under our belts, we felt rejuvenated and wanted to begin our walking tour of some of London’s many sights. We began with a stroll through nearby Hyde Park to Kensington Gardens. Read more
After spending a few days in London, England, taking in several of the well known sights, Bob and I, with our teenaged son, escaped to the peaceful countryside just outside of Salisbury. On a misty morning befitting a visit to the spiritually significant standing stones, we arrived to find Stonehenge hauntingly empty of anyone but ourselves. Read more