I was privileged recently to spend a week in a gorgeous English town called, “Berwick-upon-Tweed.” My husband and I, along with many other family members, all gathered to celebrate my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday.
Relatives came from far and wide (France, Wales, Spain, the US and many parts of England) to celebrate. Since there were so many “out-of-towners”, my mother-in-law (Marion) arranged a guided tour of the historic grass and stone ramparts that surround the town.
Walking along the path at the top of the ramparts, I couldn’t help but be awed by the gorgeous, lush grass that waved in the breeze.
Mari Lo (from Spain) was walking beside me. She thought about… Continue reading
