Hereford Cathedral

I have seen more cathedrals in the last 6 months than I have in my entire life.
All of the towns I have visited thus far have had at least one massively gorgeous cathedral for me to poke around in while my husband is off in boring meetings.
(I think I’m getting the better end of the bargain)

Anyway, business meetings were arranged in lovely Hereford and I cheerfully tagged along.

I was grateful to be accompanied by the best tour guide ever, the Hereford Cathedral cat.

Despite my lack of religious belief, I always light a candle for my Grandfathers who have passed.

An hour inside the cathedral and the weather has already gone cloudy!

Goodbye Hereford! xx

Aquae Sulis

Bath is a marvelous place. One of England’s most stunning treasures.
It is a city simply brimming with history.
Architecture. Gods and Goddesses.
Shadows and light bending around sculpture older than anything I’ll ever leave behind.

Here’s a miniature history lesson for you!

As Legend has it, Prince Bladud, who was afflicted with leprosy, was cured after bathing in these naturally occurring hot springs. In gratitude, he founded the City of Bath here in 863BC.
This Prince became the 9th King of the Britons and is also said to be the father of King Lear. (FANCY!)

In 43 AD the Romans conquered Bath and cultivated the city into a spa with temples and shrines to Sulis Minerva, Goddess of wisdom, healing, and sacred waters as well as Aesculopius god of medicine and healing.
The Roman bath houses are well preserved and incredibly beautiful.

And creepy (in the most excellent way).

I visited in October, just as the leaves were starting to take on Autumnal color.

Bath Abbey

Inside the Roman Baths

The calm waters…still protected by Sulis Minerva?

Love is abundant.

As is beauty. And my travels continue…. xx