English roses in York in front of a B&B on Portland Street…
“Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be.” Bagdale Hall Hotel, a Tudor style Manor in the English seaside resort of Whitby, was built in 1512.
Every time I see rooftops like this, I think of Dick Van Dyke as the character Bert in Mary Poppins leaping and hopping about London with his chimney sweep friends. You can dance on these rooftops in York, UK.
Built in the Gothic style of architecture, construction on York Minster Cathedral was begun in the 12th century and continued through the 15th century. It is an awesome feeling standing inside a building that is over 800 years old. This is a grotesque (like a gargoyle only it has no water spout) that is on the side of the church. Many of the grotesques are slowly being worn down by wind and weather so many of their details are softened. This one still looks pretty sharp considering how long he has been hanging there.
The MacDonald clan used to hide the cattle they stole in this glen called the Lost Valley in the mountains of Glencoe, Scotland. What I’d like to know is how did the MacDonald’s GET the cows up the mountain?!?
English bluebells on the the Lost Valley Trail in Glencoe, Scotland…I was impressed with its tenacity growing on a rock.
Strange weather today near Danbury, UK…just ask these sheep. One minute the sun was shining, then it started hailing and raining and ten minutes later, the sun was out again. It seems these particular sheep do not care to get wet or pelted with ice. They were acting as though standing close to the wall was going to keep them dry. Poor babies, they got soaked like the rest of us.
The North Yorkshire Moors National Park is a very bleak, but very beautiful place. The moors are covered with heather, the brownish plants you see above, which turns purple when it blossoms in August. I’ll bet that’s a sight to behold and next time I plan a trip up this way, it will be around that time. Sheep are everywhere on the moors.
Some kind soul (or souls, more likely) actually climbed this mountain and laid in rocks to form a path so the rest of us have a reasonably easy (did I say EASY???) way of getting up this mountain in Glencoe, Scotland. It’s called the Lost Valley trail and it takes about 2 hours to climb up and down. The views were stunning and the flora on the mountain was really a feast for the eyes. Everything was so luscious and green and many of the wildflowers like bluebells and buttercups were growing everywhere. Thanks again to whoever you are!
