The Reason

A complete metamorphosis of an unexpected small inheritance and a VW van.
In the memory of two spirits set free on a wild Welsh wind during the October of 2014.

Thursday, 21 June 2018

Before the summer solstice


Old Farm Moreton in Marsh for three sunny days. We were offered pitch 9 or 6 should have gone for 6 as it got most of the sun. However it was warm even in the shade and my human never misses a chance to sit out with a glass of wine.


Some old Tithe Barn, my humans were suitably impressed saying it was amazing inside, I will take their word for it.


Now this was high with views all over the vale of Evesham.



Below is 
Snowshill, full of old clutter  probably a bit like my humans shed.

Gardens were impressive a bit like my humans garden but on a much grander scale.





Broadway deli bread £2.35 for half a baguette and it was as tough as old boots. That will teach my humans to shop earlier at a supper market.



Lots of trees and great excitement over a flowering Wingnut tree. I thought wingnuts held things together, ah well what do I know?


More buildings of honey coloured stone, Jacobian Apparently. 

Human Wilfrid loved the Cotswolds and I can see why, pretty villages, historic houses and gardens and stunning views.



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