This weekend I suffered from nostalgia, thoughts of home over consumed me and made me quite homesick heavy; it’s always this time of year that I feel this way maybe it’s the dark nights or the grey dreary weather that brings England into my mind… who knows. I spent my days this weekend thinking about Sunday Roasts, long strolls around Notting Hill, and lazy days inside a cozy pub chatting with friends. Here are some snap shots that helped me get through the feeling this weekend. Even though I get like this from time to time, America is where I am and I’m going to give it my all. You only live once, right?
America and British love!
A perfect pub Sunday Roast
The pastel homes in Notting Hill
my golden cocker spaniel