This is my view outside Latimer house where we’re staying while husband John is in meetings. I know! Pretty wonderful! It looks a little like Downton Abbey but with trees around it, on a hill overlooking the Chess Valley in England.
Earlier I was in the library, but it is an unusually beautiful spring day and the English countryside kept whispering to me to come outside.
All that to say, I’m feeling very British-y. Our cab driver in London actually said “Cheers, mate!” with a straight face. I didn’t know that was an actual thing.
Yesterday we walked Oxford and now I’m longing to go back and re-read everything C.S. Lewis wrote.
I came across a quote from Lewis that really sums up what I’ve experienced over the past few weeks.
“Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some to see.”
