We walk out of Stanton into countryside... Exactly what you imagine English countryside to look like.. Rolling English meadows, lush green moss, wild flowers popping everywhere, black-faced sheep, dappled cows and large Hooved Shire horses...yay! Sunshine again! Crisp air, though...
...and we meet Bertie, the English Setter and his owner. He looks like an English Alfie :)
Grassy meadows and golden field flowers, stiles between fields..
Rob is wary about where to walk...around or between?
A sign at the stile says "bull in field" ...( bull was grazing or not elsewhere😉. Two men walkers in front of us very nervous)
It turned out Bull was very young...but the men took no chances..
Looking back, glorious views...
Forget me nots growing everywhere
Another stile, but over...
And over again...
We stop often to look around and back.. The countryside is a feast for the senses, birdsong accompanies the country beauty...
Sheep preferring a change of diet..barley or wheat? Not sure what it is.. Either one.?
Walking down the road to Hailies farm to have tea and a bite..another toasted sandwich ...
Onward towards Winchcombe, our way paved by the ubiquitous lace flower...
Country lane.. Around every corner a surprise ..
And our surprise.. first glimpse of Winchcombe
Closer still.. Always a good feeling getting to our destination...
My reward for the long walk ( both Rob and I taking pain killers- me for the ligament I tore again walking in the snow in Alaska, and Rob for his stress fracture in his foot)... Afternoon tea at Lady Jane's tearoom... Then to our bnb ...
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