Hello, sorry for the sudden disappearing act, we went camping on Sunday and only just got back today, we were meant to stay for one night but on the way home last night, we were overcome with a need to pull off the dual carriageway and onto the road which leads to one of our most favourite places to camp - so we did!
Here's our bell tent, we like nights under proper canvas..
I could've happily stayed there for the rest of the summer.
But on Sunday we were staying in Cornwall. We stopped off for an amble around Fowey.
The scaffolding on one of the buildings looked like ship's rigging I thought.
This looks so timeless.
Then we spent the afternoon near Menabilly which is the house that Daphne du Maurier lived in in the early 1940s and was the inspiration for 'Manderley', the house in her novel Rebecca. Menabilly is hidden from view by a dense ring of woodland (drat!) but we felt a small thrill knowing that she would've walked the lanes and taken the path, as we did, down to the most perfect bay imaginable. The sea was gloriously blue and the beach, wide and softly sandy, with many rock pools and all kinds of shells.
Then last night we camped in South Devon near Totnes. It's one of our favourite places, the campsite is a farmer's field. Housemartins soar and swoop back and forth, it's overlooked by an orchard filled with content sheep, and in the meadow adjoining there is ravishing and glacial river whose beauty these photographs merely hint at.
Oh and a steam train runs back and forth alongside it. I know, it's perfect.
I feel as though I have stepped outside time in the last couple of days. I love it when that happens.
*p.s* Can I just thank everyone who commented on my last post? Your comments made me very happy indeed, I mean really happy. Excitingly, I am about to start a new collection with some plates I found at the weekend, can't wait to show you!