"The church was built by Lady Le Fleming, of Rydal Hall, in 1824. Wordsworth worshipped here. As a poet, he thanked Lady Fleming for her munificence in verse. As a curmudgeon, he moaned, amongst other things, that the pews were constricted, making it painful to pray. A precocious 11 year old John Ruskin once attended chapel here in the presence of Wordsworth. His diary records his disappointment that the poet, instead of declaiming loudly, slept throughout the service. Wordsworth's mouth, he wrote, 'was quite large enough to let in a sufficient quantity of beef or mutton and to let out a sufficient quantity of poetry.'" (p. 10)
"It is no small part of education to have seen much beauty, to recognize it when we see it, and to keep ourselves humble in its presence." (p. 56)
If this is true, then I have been educated by the beauty of the English Lake District. There is no place that nourishes my soul quite like it. I just feel like I can breathe better over there. I hope you will come and be nourished in March. Space is limited and the deadline for registration is in November, so don't delay if you are interested. It will be the perfect place for us to have a cuppa face to face. Oh, and don't forget to pick up a copy of this little hiking book while you are there. You'll be glad you did!