Revisiting England

I take the bicycle and cycle across the canal . I love the afternoons here . There are fewer people and more quietude. With streaming thoughts , the flowing stream and the focus on the narrow cycle lane I travel with the breeze. There is something about this country that I love. Despite the grey skies and freezing temperatures, it gives a sense of solitude and peace of mind. Its a strawberry and blueberry summer which  is about to end and autumn will soon fall  ... The trees will all adorn themselves with a couture of colors and it will be a spectacle to see them all dressed up before they go nude in the winters' cold.
Love the galleries. Tate Britain is inspires the artist in me . The classics of the 17th and 18th century always have an enchanting effect on the senses. So inspiring to travel the lanes of History. More like time travel. To see that through love and pain , wars and gains these artists created work and their life reflects in every stroke and every color.
The portrait Gallery simply baffled me. Assured me of the beauty and talent of our times . Made me realize about the perfection that man-kind strives to achieve with every step. The mistakes and miracles continue to baffle us and we are all part of this entire magical phenomena.
Loving every moment of England. Loving the fact that I am completely lost . Realizing the thirst for knowledge and hunger for experience deep within. Letting the body and mind explore and experience every moment .