England
I didn’t realize England had a smell until I came back to it – faint and ancient. Stories and […]
Cambridge
Cambridge is ungraspable, uncontainable. The universe condensed into this small space, streets squeezed and teaming. An explosion. Cobblestones and pavement, […]
Oxford
Oxford is stone, brown, beige, wide open. Quiet, clean. Bursting with stories. My last short trip exploring before being […]
Ravenscar
Wild Ravenscar, seal colony, seawalk, cliffs and sky. Green, rock. Almost entirely alone. Empty space. A challenging walk. A […]
Whitby
Whitby. Quaint, classic English seaside. Timeless. Town pier. Abandoned abbey. One hundred and ninety nine steps. Layers and layers […]
Staithes
Wild Yorkshire, moors and coast. Burnt orange, sand, the green of the coastal path. An old cottage, a zillion […]
Godrevy
Godrevy, an accident we discovered by pointing at the stretch of green on a map. A detour on a […]
Penzance
Penzance is quirky, fresh, old, loved. Pirate flags and old, dark pubs. Seafood shacks. A long beach walk. Hydrangeas […]
Zennor
The magic of Cornwall is this: the not needing to be anywhere. Losing yourself, losing time. Content doing nothing. […]
Carbis Bay
Bright blue, bright hydrangeas, bright color, everywhere. The vibe is Mediterranean summer. The mood is Cape Cod beach vacation. […]
St Ives
St Ives is blue, blue, warm, every shade of blue and light, quietly, knowingly waiting under the sun. ___ […]
Lizard
Lizard, like a picture of Southeast Asia. Maybe Italy. Green and blue and black sand. Soft grey light. Not England, […]
St Michael’s Mount
Cornwall is mint, seafoam, green, wild, dunes, disconnected. Soft colors and a soft breeze. Caribbean blue and hydrangeas bigger than […]
Castle Combe
Fairytale Castle Combe – a real life movie set or a scene from Disney World (it has, in fact, been […]
Bath
I woke up to the overwhelming sound of seagulls crying in the skies outside. Bath has such a romance to […]
Bibury
Quaint and quiet Bibury, a sleepy village full of outsiders seeking to take in its charm. It must be so […]
sam flanagan: exploring & escapades 