I realise it’s Christmas and these photos are from November, but I’ve been a very busy lady per usual so sorryabouthat!
Anyway, PUGS! Enjoy the snarfly, wrinkly, flarpy puggleses and a few Frenchies!
This one is mine.
My magical Mrs. Tumness.
Queen of the Flarp. Princess of all of the peppermints. The wuggle wugwuggs.
That’s her with her Grampa bear.
And here’s me cheating on her with another wuggs.
ACK! That face! Love it.
Annnnnndddd another one!
Just letting it all hang out. 😛
And those are mine too! Sir Noodles (self proclaimed King of Pugs) and my other half, Mr. Gimmeyummy!
Pretty darn magical!
Happy Christmas!!! xxx
I think most people would say that Autumn is their favorite season.
What’s not to love?
Somehow lattes and hot teas taste better when the air has that Autumnal briskness that is only present in October and November.
And pulling out your favorite sweaters and scarves from their lonely spots in the closet…it’s my favorite yearly fashion transition!
And THE LEAVES ooohhh the leaves…
I want to live in a house constructed of crispy fall leaves.
Richmond Park is one of the most magical places in London no matter what time of year you visit, but an October or November trip is extra special because everything is a warm shade of GOLD or RED…
I took Sir Noodles and his bestie Chewywampa on a big leafy hike a few weeks ago…
Remember this little guy?
Needless to say, we had the best time stomping around the forest and basking in all the gorgeous reddish hues.
After 4 hours of magical hiking through the woods, the pooches (and myself) were absolutely shattered and had a nice snooze on the ride home.
Happy Autumn-ing! xx
Bath is a marvelous place. One of England’s most stunning treasures.
It is a city simply brimming with history.
Architecture. Gods and Goddesses.
Shadows and light bending around sculpture older than anything I’ll ever leave behind.
Here’s a miniature history lesson for you!
As Legend has it, Prince Bladud, who was afflicted with leprosy, was cured after bathing in these naturally occurring hot springs. In gratitude, he founded the City of Bath here in 863BC.
This Prince became the 9th King of the Britons and is also said to be the father of King Lear. (FANCY!)
In 43 AD the Romans conquered Bath and cultivated the city into a spa with temples and shrines to Sulis Minerva, Goddess of wisdom, healing, and sacred waters as well as Aesculopius god of medicine and healing.
The Roman bath houses are well preserved and incredibly beautiful.
And creepy (in the most excellent way).
I visited in October, just as the leaves were starting to take on Autumnal color.
Inside the Roman Baths
The calm waters…still protected by Sulis Minerva?
Love is abundant.
As is beauty. And my travels continue…. xx