Words and art direction by Astrid

Still as beautiful as ever. This part of the world has enchanted us.

We drove through some very rough road with quite deep puddles and big pot-holes to get to Foxholes – today’s destination.

A pristine wood – and at this time of the year of course the bluebells are coming out.
There were fields of sheep and cows; meadows bursting with yellow flowers and nothing but the sound of the gentle May breeze and distant farmyard geese.

So pretty and magical we could have stayed for hours.