With family on Christmas Day
Mollie, Bean, and Me
Gregorina
We agreed to give each other makeovers
Overlooking Sedbergh
One of many hikes
Caultey Spout with Cousins on Christmas
High Brigflatts, my home for a bit
Viaduct on the Moors
The Yorkshire Dales
Barn on a hill
Sunset from Brigflatts
The Sheep
I had an absolutely magical time in Sedbergh. As soon as I stepped out of the car and smelled the sheep pastures and wet grass, I knew I was far from the concrete jungle of Paris. With just one day of rain out of eight I beat the winter odds with room to spare! I didn't let this rare English weather pass me by either; I walked around or hiked nearly every day in some of the most beautiful rolling hills I've ever seen.
I thoroughly enjoyed the company of My Uncle Phaaps, Aunt Laura, and cousins Tom and Caroline. During my stay I did numerous things with my relatives. We went to an English Premier League football game, painted on canvas, made cut-out snowflakes, wrestled, walked the dog, went out for Indian food, had lots of tea and minced pies (and a delicious crumpet), played computer games, watched the Queen's Christmas Address, opened Christmas presents, ate too much of Aunt Laura's great cooking, drank too much wine, bought a Yorkshire flatcap (pictured in several photos), and did a great assortment of other ridiculously fun stuff. Their house at High Brigflats is warm and welcoming and there is never a dull moment. I know I will be back someday soon.
