Unicyclist In Covent Garden

Castle

Cool.

Flute Player

In Bath. He was not pleased with me taking his picture.

Street Scene

In Bath.

Pond

I believe I took this at Stourhead.

A Secret Garden

Alley Way

Rainy day in Warwick.

As a Tourist

Clouds...

...resting above Hadrian's Wall.

River Cam

A view for privileged eyes.

My sister went here yesterday.

Fountain Abbey

Tree

At Hampton Court. An inspiring display of horticulture.

Elgin Marbles

Here are a few posts dedicated to my sisters who are going to pop about England without their hubbies this summer.

Why is there such a fuss over these? I learned that the relief--or depth of the carving--is no deeper than 3 inches. Yet, the stone-carvings have a 3-dimensional quality and capture the movement of the horses and their riders.

Dahlia

A journal entry about Kensington Park:
Just before dusk is the most beautiful time of day. All sounds, worries and thoughts are calmed by the gentleness of light. The benches are full of silent, contemplative people. I wonder what they're thinking about. In moments and places like this one welcomes introspection. Acknowledging the Divine brings a richness and beauty to life. I will miss...the Peter Pan statue, the un-mowed grass between the trees, Kensington Palace, and playing Frisbee with friends.

Stairs at Hampton Court

Hampton Court was the residence of many famous nobility and royality. It was designed by Sir Christopher Wren (20 October 1632 – 25 February 1723). He was a 17th century English designer, astronomer, geometer, mathematician, physicist and one of the greatest English architects in history. Wren designed 53 London churches, including St Paul's Cathedral, as well as many secular buildings of note. He was a founder of the Royal Society (president 1680–82), and his scientific work was highly regarded by Sir Isaac Newton and Blaise Pascal. This is a photograph of the grounds.

Choose an author as you choose a friend. --Christopher Wren

Standing on the White Cliffs of Dover

It was interesting to learn about the secret of the Dover War Tunnels that Churchill used during WWII. No one knew about them when they were first built during the Napoleonic Wars in the early 1800s. The tour guide said that people are still secretive about certain parts of the tunnels. We took a tour of the tunnels and saw the immaculately preserved rooms Churchill lived in and used for correspondence and meetings. My dad, an avid fan of Churchill, would've loved seeing this. Above the War Tunnels are the famous white cliffs of Dover that edge the English Channel. We were told that on a clear day we would see France.

"I felt as if I were walking with destiny; and that all my past life had been but a preparation for this hour and for this trial." -- Churchill

West-End Plays & Concerts

Interestingly, I was glued to this audience of people enjoying themselves and not the concert they were watching. Concerts like this happen all the time outside London's National Theatre. I had just seen A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, a musical with music and lyrics by Stephen Sondheim and a book by Burt Shevelove and Larry Gelbart. The plot displays many classic elements of farce, including puns, the slamming of doors, cases of mistaken identity (frequently involving characters disguising themselves as one another), and satirical comments on social class.

View From a Ferry Ride

Another skyline. Sigh. This begins the first of many photographs taken in London during my study abroad there in the summer of 2004. That time is close to my heart. I loved seeing this enchanting, vibrant, sophisticated, international, city through the lens of my camera. I did not do it justice. I feel sentimental about my London photographs. I find them especially interesting--maybe more than you will--because of my experiences tied to the photographs. I long for London and would move there if it made any tinge of logical sense. I was diligent in my journal writing efforts and will sprinkle my posts with some entries.