In tea we trust
If this doesn’t make you love England, it’s quite possible nothing ever will. on Flickr.Pretty UK photo of the day:  Purple heather on the Hole of Horcum, North Yorkshire Moors
Look at that.  Look at those tiny little sheep grazing on the green and then stop to appreciate how gigantic this place was, and how absolutely alive with colour the hills were that day. I grew up with a lot of girls named Heather, but this was the first time in my life I could really, truly appreciate why someone would choose it as a baby name.

If this doesn’t make you love England, it’s quite possible nothing ever will. on Flickr.

Pretty UK photo of the day: Purple heather on the Hole of Horcum, North Yorkshire Moors

Look at that. Look at those tiny little sheep grazing on the green and then stop to appreciate how gigantic this place was, and how absolutely alive with colour the hills were that day. I grew up with a lot of girls named Heather, but this was the first time in my life I could really, truly appreciate why someone would choose it as a baby name.

PSA!

Hi. 

If you’re here, you’re probably looking for my old blog, called In Tea We Trust, about my moving from America to the UK.  I moved my blog a while back.  The political movement known as the Tea Party didn’t exist when I started my blog, and as time went on, I simply felt that I didn’t want even the tiniest possibility of being associated with such nitwits.

My new blog is called An Ocean and a Rock Away.  See you over there!