If you've seen documentation from my first trip to Doylestown, you might remember a feast for the eyes by the name of Fonthill Castle. Today, I am here to shatter the potential assumption that Fonthill Castle is Doylestown's only noteworthy (read: mind-blowing, knee-buckling) attraction. I give you Aldie Mansion. A mansion whose warm facade betrays the Brit cool of its architecture. Brooding, but beautiful. A fountain erected on a grayscale grid flows before it. The basin in which the fountain water collects is my favorite part of the picture. Though the cool material warms to shades of green and beige where the water licks it, the overall impression I got is of seafoam...Too much beauty makes me either silent or effusive, and seeing as I am currently depicting the latter, I will end the description here.
This day was cold, but perfect. Which, incidentally, is how I could describe all of my favorite days. I cannot think of a better way to explore streets than being led through them by a prevailing desire to locate a hot beverage. Through the hustle to get indoors, I managed to notice a lavender sunset. Precisely in the moment before I took the picture holding my Starbucks Pumpkin Spice outside of our dinner destination. The last leg of the trip was a visit to a local Indian restaurant, where I fell head over heels in love with naan.