The backyard smells lovely this morning. Smells and feels like Ambleside, my favourite getaway in the UK.
I fell in love with Ambleside because it smells and feels like the Shimla we grew up in. Slightly chilly, wet and fresh.
I haven’t visited either place in a while. Must correct this.
When walking past a map on the wall, your eyes fall on your favourite escape place in the map, and the lip-ends gently curve upwards in a smile.
Continue reading The Lake District
… before I’m back in the hills!
In these 10 days,
- we set up an appointment for Chewie to lose parts of his manhood
- my sister moves to the UK
- my partner’s sisters visit us for a vacation
- N, partner’s only girlfriend I constantly hit on, visits us
And yet, the only thing that gets my heart racing, is the thought of the hills awaiting me at end of those 10 days.
I love hills :)