Sunday mornings in the US usually include a cup of coffee from Dunn Brothers then a nice drive through the county and ending up downtown Stillwater by the St. Croix - just watching the river. BUT today we enjoyed a UK Sunday drive which included renting a small boat in Henley and tootling up and down the Thames River. We took in the Thames Valley the way it should be viewed, from the river. Stan has been wanting to rent a boat from the moment he found out they were available - months ago.
Here is a little snippet of our hour long river ride.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Friday nights in the UK
It seems we have developed a bit of a pattern with our Friday evenings here in the UK. After a long day of work, Stan and I have added dinner at The Row Barge to our daily routine. Last night we again had an exceptional dinner. Neal, Tom and the rest of the Row Barge crew are top notch!
After our great meal and some vino we walk home to our cottage. The rest of the evening is unwinding and listening to Stan play guitar...a great way to end the day and more importantly start the weekend.
This song he played last night is an original, composed by Stan and titled "Sleeping Samantha" - enjoy!
After our great meal and some vino we walk home to our cottage. The rest of the evening is unwinding and listening to Stan play guitar...a great way to end the day and more importantly start the weekend.
This song he played last night is an original, composed by Stan and titled "Sleeping Samantha" - enjoy!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Back in the UK
We made it back safe and sound yesterday. The flight was uneventful other than the usual stuck on the tarmac in mpls for an extra 30 minutes, then circling Heathrow for 30 minutes and of course the normal bag belt issues and waiting for what seems like hours to get our bags...whew. This flying stuff is for the birds.
Although I do love Henley-on-Thames I must admit it was a bit difficult to return this time. Having family in town and working on our home had me feeling more grounded than ever. Stan has just finished putting in a new window in our kitchen - Yeah! I've wanted that for sometime and he did a smashing job. All that is left is to paint the trim.
Stan's daughter Samantha will be here next week - Yeah! This is also the week of the Regatta. We've heard nothing but great things about this event. Sounds like lots of rowing, lots of people and lots of fun. I will be sure to get some shots and keep you posted.
Hope everyone is well.
Although I do love Henley-on-Thames I must admit it was a bit difficult to return this time. Having family in town and working on our home had me feeling more grounded than ever. Stan has just finished putting in a new window in our kitchen - Yeah! I've wanted that for sometime and he did a smashing job. All that is left is to paint the trim.
Stan's daughter Samantha will be here next week - Yeah! This is also the week of the Regatta. We've heard nothing but great things about this event. Sounds like lots of rowing, lots of people and lots of fun. I will be sure to get some shots and keep you posted.
Hope everyone is well.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Home Sweet Home
Yesterday, May 31 was just over the top beautiful in Minn. The weather, perfect, our home, inviting and our garden was attracting praise from passer-bys. My wife taking it in realizing the benefits of her hard work in the garden over the years. We were having our great friends and neighbors over for a cook out.... life was just perfect. The news was of storms coming through that afternoon was acceptable. Maybe some thunder and lightening which, in many ways, could top off a great day in the upper mid west.
The storm painted the sky like a bruise, the sirens blared, our friends were gathering around the windows and doors looking out, and I stirred "morel mushrooms from our yard" risotto, slaved to the stove. The wind picked up as the leading edge of the storm swept overhead. The rain fell, and our neighbor Marek says "It is hailing". "How big is it?" "Not big but it is hailing.....wait, it is getting bigger....oh yeah, the hail is getting big now." The house sounded as if it were under attack. White missiles the size of grapes were streaming out of the northeast pushed by the winds..........I continued to stir the risotto. The hail fell as strong as a rain, pouring off the rooftops, banging against the windows and collecting on the ground. Five minutes of sky versus ground warfare. When it was over....devastation. Look at the photos and you'll see.......view the gallery under albums "Home Sweet Home" to see this amazing hail.
The storm painted the sky like a bruise, the sirens blared, our friends were gathering around the windows and doors looking out, and I stirred "morel mushrooms from our yard" risotto, slaved to the stove. The wind picked up as the leading edge of the storm swept overhead. The rain fell, and our neighbor Marek says "It is hailing". "How big is it?" "Not big but it is hailing.....wait, it is getting bigger....oh yeah, the hail is getting big now." The house sounded as if it were under attack. White missiles the size of grapes were streaming out of the northeast pushed by the winds..........I continued to stir the risotto. The hail fell as strong as a rain, pouring off the rooftops, banging against the windows and collecting on the ground. Five minutes of sky versus ground warfare. When it was over....devastation. Look at the photos and you'll see.......view the gallery under albums "Home Sweet Home" to see this amazing hail.
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