…and in the morning, we will remember them.
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we [...]
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
Rabindranath Tagore
This morning I enjoyed my brief walk from the car park to my office. The trees are full of autumn glory and the leaves had lined the footpath so I was able to swoosh my feet through them as I walked along, behaving as if I was a little girl. Unfortunately I have no photos [...]
The stained glass in the Chapel at The Vyne is the finest in the National Trust’s care and considered to be among the most beautiful 16th-century glass in Europe. It features King Henry VIII, who visited The Vyne several times, as well as his sister Margaret and first wife Catherine of Aragon, together with their [...]