Monday's Memories: Derbyshire at Last

We arrived at the county line entering Derbyshire right at dusk, and it was so supremely cold that I stole the fleece jacket KJ bought in Wales.  You can tell how hard the wind was blowing and how cold it felt by my hair and our faces.  But we were in Derbyshire!  I still couldn't believe it.  I still can't, actually.

The countryside was everything we imagined but somehow even more beautiful.  We took as many pictures as we could stand before being driven back to the warmth of the car.

 Grazing Sheep

 Grazing Cows

 Rock Walls

 Sunset Glow

We couldn't wait for Wednesday morning and a glimpse of Pemberley itself.