Everywhere we went in the Cotswolds was resplendent with flowers. I captured this flower just as it was waking up for the morning as we walked through Lower Slaughter. It really is remarkable. As we walked along the edge of a field sown with some sort of grain (what a great farmer I’d make) and … Flowers Everywhere

These horses had earlier devoured another walker otherwise we wouldn’t have been able to walk through their paddock unmolested. Later, we received reports that other walkers had spotted them sharpening their fangs. Strangely, Anna doesn’t believe in Carnivorous Horses. Although not nearly as numerous as sheep, horses are another Cotswold favourite. We frequently heard “clop, … Carnivorous Horses

Situated in Broad Campden (just outside Chipping Campden), this alley is actually along a public footpath. On the left is the entrance to another quaint Cotswold cottage. Obviously the owner takes pride in his (or her) home. This is a far cry from the alleyways of my acquaintance here in the US: there was no … Even the Alleyways Are Cool

We visited the church of Saint Eadburgh just outside of Broadway. It dates from Norman times (so I’m told) and is still in active use. I was struck by the casual elegance of the flowers and candles in one of the windows. Sure, the church is outside one of the more heavily touristed towns in … Church of Saint Eadburgh

The whole concept of a public right-of-way seems to boggle the mind of most Americans. Although this would never work in the US, public footpaths and bridle-ways work remarkably well in England. Walkers tend to be very respectful of the land owner’s wishes and usually keep to the path. This photograph is from a section … Through Field and Paddock

Slowly, I’m getting around to editing the photographs we took while on our Honeymoon in the Cotswolds. Of the 250 photographs we made during our 2 week exploration of the English countryside (and our afternoon in London), I only really expect to post between 20 and 30 photographs. I’m not certain these photographs do the … Photographs from our Honeymoon

Sheep rule the English countryside. Really. Although you’ll find cows and horses, sheep seem to be the dominant form of life in the Cotswolds. Of course, this makes sense considering that the Cotswolds were the center of the English wool industry. But still. Just consider, where there are sheep there’s sheep shit.

Anna captured this bewitching weather vane on the top of a cottage in the Slaughters. The entire area is rife with such “old world” touches. Except there, it isn’t old. That cottage might be one of the newest in town: built in the 1700s.

There’s an interesting article on John Gruber’s web site entitled Broken Windows. John makes an excellent case that the best way to compare Windows and Macintosh is not with a new computer, but with a computer that has seen at least six months of use: While we’re conceding for the sake of argument, let’s address … Real Measure

Although I haven’t yet updated the outgoing message on my voice mail, we returned from England Tuesday afternoon. Because of the numerous legs in our journey, we didn’t actually walk through our front door until 12:30 AM Wednesday morning — eight hours after our plane landed. I’ll be uploading the best of our photographs in … Home Again, Home Again