It's Advent again, and again I've purchased gifts (calendars by the Northumbrian Scribes) from, in North East England...
Poem 199 of 230: BEDE'S WORLD - WINTER 2002/3
During Advent, I returned to Bede's World, Where I, already read, was further schooled, Via walks through the museum, the farm, The ruins, and the church with its old arm, Plus the herb garden - raised beds, kept with care: Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme all there. With gifts, I left, after some four hours, To round off, at home, my thoughts on ours.