A group of pilgrims travel together from Southwark to Canterbury, in 14th century England. And to make the long journey less ardous, each pilgrim tells a tale.
I thought Canterbury would feel like a walk through my university literature. But the day did not have the dark grey dampness for Chaucer’s story. It was too sunny, too happy. And there was a Starbucks leaning against the Cathedral.
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You can also find this on The Well-Seasoned Cook, for Susan’s wonderful photo event, Black & White Wednesdays.
Pia Ghosh-Roy 
Lovely shot! For a moment there I thought it was on some kinda surface and not hanging from the wall–nice angle.
Beautiful shot! I love those pretty signs.
Cheers,
Rosa
The butter knife looks like it's jumping out of the photo, nice details. I miss seeing all the signs in England.
thanks nashira, the height kinda dictated the angle 🙂
me too, rosa! thanks so much 🙂
hi rhonda. pub signs do make a statement, don't they? i'm glad it reminded you of a place you miss 🙂