Pancake Day!
This is the English tradition for celebrating Shrove Tuesday.
I’m spending the next week in a little time of quiet solitude in a monastery with some Benedictine monks in an abbey on the Isle of Wight (see above). When I’ve mentioned this to a couple of people, they have assumed that I was kidding. I’m not. I’ll be off the grid. Have a great mid-February, everyone.
This is just by where I live. The Black Country has a pub called the “Leaning House” where you can put a coin on a window sill and watch it appear to roll upward. Also, I’ve always felt that “Black Country” sounded like something out of Lord of the Rings.
by John Bulmer, West Midlands (“the Black Country”), United Kingdom.
Simply beautiful. I’d like one of Britain and one of the USA on my wall. Or maybe the whole set. Only something like 75 shopping days until the big 3-Oh.
Hyde Park, London, 1930’s.
For years I had this picture hanging up in my room in the U.S. Sadly, it didn’t make the trip across the Atlantic, but it’s still one of my favorites.
It is worth noting that London cabs are still basically the same design.
La Gare St. Lazare
Monet.
Viewed at the National Gallery in London. December 2011.
You know how I love trains.