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The three of us played hooky yesterday and drove an hour-and-a-half to the village of Great Missenden, where Roald Dahl lived, worked, and is buried. I'd taken several walks there in the past and knew it to be a lovely area for walks. It's in the Chiltern Hills, an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty (yes, that's an official term) that is northwest of London. 

It was unseasonably warm yesterday -- almost 80 F -- and very sunny. We packed a lunch and had a great day out. We find that getting out of Cambridge and into the countryside is very good for our collective mental health.

Emma is getting better at walking. We did about 4 miles yesterday, having walked 4.5 miles this past weekend.  She was tired, but uncomplaining.










In other news, the roses that cover the front of our house are blooming. The flowers completely cover Emma's window! There is also a bird nesting above our door. I think it's a wood pigeon. I don't hear any baby birds as of yet, but I am checking daily. 



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