....Yet again, this Summer, we have holidayed a stones throw away from home. I am lucky to live on the very tip edge of the top of North Yorkshire..... carved coastlines and beautiful beaches, seductive palettes of the dales and moorland, dappled lit humid forests and woodlands, bustling towns and pretty pockets of quiet village life all bring a sense of calm.
The twelve months of the working year only allow the odd gap to go venturing and so towing the caravan, to sit in the middle of all this beauty, was a perfect answer to popping ones feet up for three weeks. And, for once, I have done just that.
Walked, pottered, meandered, explored, sat, daydreamed, stitched, read, slept well, ate well, drank well, enjoyed the sun on my face, time with Mr H. and most importantly sat back from a distance and observed how grown up our girls now are....so many changes in a year. If I wasn't such a terrible hoarder I would live in our caravan all year round.
books I read that I can highly recommend...