Everything felt pleasant in the english country side. There's something nostalgic and romantic about it. Living in a small little cottage house with a field as our back yard. It felt like a little dream life and like a movie. The cottage house we stayed in for a few days was located in a little town called Tiddleywink. A perfect little name I thought. I could have stayed there forever. I wanted to stay there forever. Our room was vintage and pink. It felt like I had stepped into the Victorian era. A beautiful chandelier, old paintings on the wall a view of the grassy field out of the window I was in awe.
Juby had her own litte room and it was where she asked me to read "And to think I saw it on Mulberry street" by Dr.Seuss for the first time. Neither of us had read this book but we both seemed intrigued. It has a special place in my heart now. To think that this book was rejected several times before it was finally published is always an inspiration to me.
We visited a little historic town and beautiful estate's garden. It was like it's own little utopia and somewhere I wish I lived. How calm and sweet the world would be here I thought. I saw vast trees with exposed roots and vines clamering ontop of eachother covering and swirling around the trees grand trunk. I was mesmorized. It was something out of a fairy tale. If you live in the English country side how lucky you are. It must be so easy to take beautiful images when you live here I thought to myself.
It's been so long now that I am trying hard to recall this entire portion of this trip. While looking at the images I get a sense of feeling. Like nostalgia instead of the exact stories of the adventures. So that's why I think I will keep this one short. I am writting this entry almost seven months later. What I can say though is living in this little cottage beside a a field in the small town of Tiddleywink was a utopia.