Ahh

We strolled a mile along the road to an organic farm market this morning. This isn’t like Ithaca, though: the market was obviously part of a gentleman-farming, tourist-observing, fancy crowd. A small marble cheese board the size of my palm costs 50 pounds, if that’s any indication. But this place is known for great bread by those who live nearby, so we bought two kinds of bread (a pink beetroot bread for Sydney and a fruit-and-nut bread for me), local cheddar cheese (so much flavor!), some soup for dinner, and, since I know a good bakery when I see one, a lemon tart and a scone. Yum.

The weather is great: in the 40s, clear and sunny, but damp enough to make everything feel very fresh and lovely. Sydney’s leg/foot are still bothering him from our tramping around London on Wednesday, so we decided to settle indoors after our morning jaunt. I’m normally restless to get out and walk more, but after having numerous cars whiz by us on a narrow country road (that somehow doesn’t discourage them from going 60mph), I’m a lot less eager to go for long strolls. Being indoors with food, tea, book, and computer are just fine by me for awhile. However, if we were going to be here for longer I’d be acquiring some galoshes in short order, and then I’d be tramping all over the paths in the field!

With Sydney’s help, I’m attaching a few pictures from our walk this morning. This is the view across the road from the farm shop. For those of you reluctant to put on your glasses, clicking on this particular picture will open up a larger version. Our entire walk was filled with hedges, green fields, and picturesque trees.

Another one of the trees:

Sydney on the way home with our purchases (notice how narrow the road is, and yet it somehow sustains high-speed two-way traffic):

And this is Kingham, or at least a good chunk of it, where we are staying for a couple of days:

Erin