the lake district {part three} : ashness farm

was so lucky to get a room here on this isolated farm on the hill while in the lake district.

i loved driving the winding road, over the oldest bridge in the county, and through our gate.

anne, our hostess, was fantastic. it was fun to see her boys talking about their chickens

and chores they performed on their pretty little farm. 

i loved coming "home" to this place every night. 

we shared the house with a belgian family that had four little boys:

their turtle-necks and sweaters were so sweet, and we loved watching

the youngest line up his matchbox cars every morning while we ate breakfast.

the parents were absolutely lovely to talk with, telling us that their friends

thought they were crazy for loving "dreary" england so much.

we talked about our shared love of the weather and the gardens and the land.

bed & breakfasts are so so awesome.

point reyes weekend : bed & breakfast

we stayed in a little home in inverness, ca
that's almost 100-years-old...
out our front window was tomales bay {the tide was out},
and the yard was a beautiful garden
with a chicken coop to boot.
every morning was fresh fruit, fresh eggs, toast, and juice.

our hostess had a wonderful quirk for keeping everything:
magazines from 1983, books of vinyl records, cassette tapes,
sea shells were everywhere.
our eyes were never want of something to gaze at.

and did i mention the rain?
it didn't stop.
i loved it...it poured down heavy drops...
so heavy i couldn't manage a photo of the front of our
cute yellow side-board b&b.
and film was out of the question as the film residing in my cameras
at this moment was too slow of a speed for the dark lighting brought
on by the clouds and rain.

but i still love the rain.
always.