Country Roads, Take Me Home

Today I took a long walk in the countryside that was designed to show some of England’s links with America. 

Country Roads, Take Me Home

One of my favorite activities in London is escaping to the countryside for long walks.  In Connecticut I often got in my car to travel a mere mile. Here I walk everywhere often at great distances.  A six hour, ten mile walk in the countryside is an eagerly anticipated day’s event.

We departed Marylebone station early in the morning to catch a train to Buckinghamshire.  Though most of January has been quite temperate at a mild 50 degrees, today was more like a typical East Coast winter day with bitter temperatures dipping below 30 degrees.  The chilly air nipped at my face and felt raw despite the many layers I wore for protection.

A short walk from the station, we came upon the farm where William Penn, the namesake for Pennsylvania, and fellow members of the Society of Friends (Quakers) congregated.  Here Penn is buried among his family.

Nearby is the Mayflower Barn which is reputed to have been built from the timbers of the ship that took the colonists to Massachusetts.

Sheep and cows decorate the country landscape, providing relief from all the verdant greens.   They met our intrusion with mild disdain.

We hiked along wooded paths and sunk into deep mud, a surprise given the freezing temperatures.  We traversed acres of green fields that undulated gently around us.   The occasional snowflake fell toward the end of the day, but mostly cheerful blue skies accompanied us throughout.  Tall trees framed long country roads that rambled past pleasant villages adorned with ancient brick cottages holding up sagging, sloping thatched roofs.

Despite the connections with America, the countryside remains characteristically English.

The path today led me to a foreign “home”.

 

 

 

 

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