"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Monday, June 20, 2016

tyndale

We had to take a down day. Some members of the family felt a bit under the weather from allergies in a land that grows and grows.

It was okay though. After long days of seeing all we could, kids would stay up late playing board games and watching the meager collection of our home-away-from-home's English movies ... Alice in Wonderland, Pride and Prejudice, Mr. Bean and all of his grand adventures, and the like. I think their exhaustion was a bit punctuated.

We needed some time to be still.

And we needed another grocery trip.


Newel decided to test himself on his skills to navigate our way back home without the use of GPS aids. Because surely after so much time here ... we should have our bearings ... and real men don't need directions.

Which is when we found ourselves off the beaten trail and squeezing through the shire.


As the roads got more and more narrow, we could hear the brush hitting both sides of the car.


And we dubbed it "Mr. Toad's Wild Ride of death" as we prayed for no oncoming traffic ;)


We took an evening walk to the monument on the top of the hill around which our little village is built.


The little girls looked for fairies along the way.

The big kids half expected Robin Hood to appear.

We have pretty active imaginations, I'd say.



William Tyndale is known for translating the Bible into English. This sleepy little town is his hometown. He was burned at the stake for his accomplishment but they build a monument to honor him later so ...


We had to climb the hill and go all the way to the top of that thing.



The view was incredible.


And we took a minute to soak in this beauty and absorb the complicated depths of England's history.




These girls just wished they could gallop horses in search of Mr. Darcy.

I'm more of a Wuthering Heights gal myself, so I wondered about getting lost on the moor in a fog ;)




And we got our feet back under us and the wind in our sails once again.

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