Exploring the hills around Grasmere on our first day

“RETROSPECT–LOVE OF NATURE LEADING TO LOVE OF MAN […] With deep devotion, Nature, did I feel, In that enormous City’s turbulent world Of men and things, what benefit I owed To thee, and those domains of rural peace, Where to the sense of beauty first my heart Was opened; tract more exquisitely fair Than that…

“I never saw daffodils so beautiful”

In Grasmere it’s easy to see why Wordsworth wrote about nature so much. The landscape of the Lake District is staggeringly dramatic: the skies often gray and misty, the rolling hills and mountains covered with grasses green and brown, and the occasional bare-branched tree. It is a land that envelops one in a sweeping embrace….

Airport Excursions

During our twenty-hour excursion to Grasmere, we utilized two different buses, an airplane, and no small amount of suitcases. We traveled with eleven US citizens, one Iranian citizen, and one British citizen. One of our classmates had broken her ankle, and I, your writer, am blind. We arrived at the Newark airport at around two…