When Jolly Old England pops into your mind, I’m guessing the images that accompany it are like these:
London! The NYC of the UK, it’s a hot spot for theatre, fashion, music and the arts in general. And every time I cross the Channel, the Motherland (almost all my ancestors were English, Scot or Irish, except for my maternal great grand-mother or grand-father, who was, I think, a full Cherokee in the mountains of North Carolina) blesses me to another treat for the senses.
This time, however, it took me quite by surprise.
England’s Lake District. I think it may be one of the most beautiful places on Earth.
I really don’t know why this area surprised me. My ancestors settled in Western NC because the Smoky Mountains reminded them of home. “My” Blue Ridge mountains harken back to the Lake District’s magnificent hills, valleys, and lakes,with their own smoky fog clinging to them.
My friends are quite lucky to live in such a magnificent place. Can’t wait to return.