Flashback

After a very stressful work week, I was very much looking forward to Friday night. Now I find myself wide awake at 2:30 in the morning, worrying about Monday morning. Having moved several places in my adult life, every once in awhile after moving to a new place I have flashbacks. A memory will wash over me that is insignificant but familiar about the last place I lived. As I sit here in my little B&B room, I just had a recollection of standing at the checkout line of the Schnuck’s grocery store by our STL home and it felt really comforting for a moment. This is funny since H & I have always bitched about Schnuck’s, so it’s not as if I have this longing to be there again. It was just a piece of my old routine. I'll never forget my brother M's reaction to going to Schnuck's with me the first time. He said, "Where are the vowels?"

London at Dusk

I was so engrossed in my book coming home from Canterbury that I barely looked up except right at the end of the journey as the train was passing over the Thames River at dusk. It was beautiful. As soon as the train stopped I walked down to one of the walking bridges to take these pictures.

Lost in Translation?

Last year my friend K invited me over to watch the Brit Music Awards on BBC America. This guy Russell Brand was the host and we couldn’t figure out if he was for real or it was an act. I move to England and the guy is everywhere. He’s a DJ, he’s an author, and he has his own television show, Russell Brand’s Ponderland. There are so many things I don’t get here, starting with the hair. I am attaching a link from YouTube. If you want to see more of Russell search for Russell Brand's Ponderland on YouTube. Oh, and he's known as quite a ladies' man. That's the major part that I don't get.

Canterbury Cathedral

The Mix of the Old and New

I can't get over seeing Starbucks next to these historic buildings.

Chesham Tree

Friday night, a bunch of us went up to a field on the top of a hill in Chesham to watch the Guy Fawkes fireworks below. When we were walking out of the field, I noticed this tree in the distance, so the next day I went back up to the field to take the picture. It reminds me of the opening credits for HBO's Six Feet Under.

Trees in Canterbury

Some of the trees were so unusual that I had to take some pictures.