“Be an opener of doors”― Ralph Waldo Emerson
We walked through many a church door. All, save two, were unlocked. Isn’t that how it should be?
Several churches, we were greeted by vergers (Annie taught me this word, caretaker of the church property) They welcomed us and told us a bit about the church.
England does doors right!
Their homes, businesses and even barns are adorned with flowers and vines, iron hinges and handles, warm worn lights.
Although we didn’t go through many private doors, we did stay in several B&B’s and we had the pleasure of feeling what is behind those doors. Charming, warm, and friendly.
And the people behind these doors, love their dogs! We enjoyed loving on a few of them along our way. And their kitties too.
She’s waiting for bits of toast from her mom clearing the breakfast dishes.
Puppies for sale. And Sue of course! She was always waiting on us with her red ball. We were sitting outside our B&B and noticed Belle had been put up in the barn. Didn’t take her long to get brave enough.
And she joined our morning.
At this B&B, they had 4 dogs. 3 were labs one was in the spaniel family. The owner said she was the trouble maker. (Having a lab myself, I can’t imagine a dog more trouble than him but there you have it) As we were leaving, we glanced back and saw the little girl of the family had the dogs in the back yard and was having them sit, while our car was leaving. I got a shot of it, although it’s blurry, I’m sharing it. She’s helping the trouble maker sit! Adorable.
Special memories still floating around in my head.