Hope is hearing the melody of the future. Faith is to dance to it. ~R. Alves

Happily ensconsed in a cozy cottage somewhere in the lush green English countryside.  Very full after a dinner with many (semi)-strangers and quite exhausted from a full three days in Amsterdam (and nearby for bee-yoo-tiful flowers).  Tomorrow is a lambing trip and a pub night out, followed by a traditional Sunday roast (mmm... Yorkshire pudding).  I don't think I will eat for the next month.

Next week is a jaunt to London and then a long flight home.

Or one of the places I call home.

Because not much has changed since I left, and I feel quite comfortable here.  I miss it terribly.  I think I could be happy living here again.

But I do love the mountains.

[And as of the 12th of April I could still not access MindSay from my work computer.  So these updates may be fewer and fewer far between.  But I'm still alive.  As my Mum will attest. *smile*]

Hope you all are well.  No time to read or respond to comments/other blogs.

Funny how easy it is to forget about a computer when one is on holiday.