Oxfordshire journey
Saturday was a delight, not planned far in advance, nor even expected when this trip began, but as things happened, meeting up became the open door. My most gracious and generous host invited me in and let me wander around the place he lives, garden and all. He fed me and told me stories and listened to mine, and showed me the countryside, flying over it like a couple of birds... Sometimes, meeting someone from a world quite different from your own, you wonder if different habits of being will... Sign in to see full entry.