Sheffield, its fields, and its cows.
These photos, the last few from our time in England, are a nostalgia for me; I would see these scenes (and more) every day, going to and from work, and everywhere else for that matter. I do miss it.
What wonder, to wake up to these fields every morning.
I took quite a few photos of and around our house in September 2010, because it was the last time we were to see the house. Soon after these photos were taken, we moved halfway around the world. I sometimes wonder about that decision.
The wondrous heather of the Yorkshire moors.
The Yorkshire moors where we lived at the time are famous for the heather that blooms in late summer. This is one of my favorite spots; I have no idea what this tower is or why it’s there, but it certainly inspires the imagination.
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