A few months ago, October to be precise, Michael and I traveled back to England for a family funeral in London. After saying goodbye to his dear, sweet Aunt Sally, we took a train up north to visit his sister and mother at their new home in Scarborough, North Yorkshire. (Yes, the home of Scarborough Fair!)
Since visiting England for the first time to meet his family after we were married, I knew it would forever be my/our, home away from home. All of those wonderful things Michael shared with me about his home (London area) came to life in ways one could never imagine; not even myself. Every memory, every story he imparted to me in some of the most intimate moments - it all came to life right before my eyes. Each place he took me to was filled with the most incredible culture and history....followed by yummy tea and cakes! Ha Ha
With that said, returning to England for the second time and visiting a new area, won my heart over completely. I found myself enamored with Scarborough, even picturing us living there happy and content. Despite most of the days being cloudy and wet, the seaside was absolutely breathtaking. We enjoyed walking up and down the cobblestone roads, nibbling on pies and peeking in the windows of some of the most quaint, adorable stores, such as Homebird House. It was filled with every creative trinket, artwork, stuffies and bunting one could lay your heart on...and then some. This girl was in heaven!
On our first night there, as the evening was closing in, Michael and I took a stroll with his youngest niece to capture the most incredible view of the harbor. No editing in the photo above. Just a quick shot with the camera from my i-Phone to keep a lasting memory of a beautiful evening in the heart of Scarborough. Needless to say, I had fallen in love...