Often when asked of my favorite color, I will reply orange. Or maybe yellow or green. Well, our next place in England was full of lovely colors. It was Matt’s birthday and we headed to the Cotswolds. This area in central England has been dubbed an “Area of Outstanding Beauty” and it lives up to the title. Some people when we told them that we were going to the Cotswolds, would say, “Oh, that is very chocolate box.” I had never heard that term but one man described it as a lovely scene like one that you would see on a chocolate box. So Matt got a box of chocolates for his birthday, well at least the beauty.
On our way to the next B&B, we stopped at The Duke of Cumberland’s Head for lunch. Our waitress explained that the pub was named after Prince Rupert. When I asked why it was only named after his head, she said (insert accent here) “Well, we can’t accommodate the rest of the body, really.”
Here is the birthday boy while waiting for his lunch.
I’m not sure how many times I asked Matt to stop so I could take photos of the yellow fields. It seemed so difficult to get a photo I liked to show their bright loveliness. This one almost does it.
We stopped at a place called Rollright Stones. They were prehistoric stones placed in different configurations. There were several that formed a circle and these stood together on what is thought to be an ancient burial place. The stones really showed off the yellow fields which we learned were crops of rape grown for their oil. We were told that they only plant it every third year. I was so glad that we came on a yellow fields year!
When we arrived at our next destination, Corsham Field Farmhouse, I was thrilled with the view.
Our hosts, Robert and Julie Anne, were such gracious people and lots of help to figure out what sights to see. And there is so much to see in the Cotswolds, rolling hills, sheep farms, ancient churches, beautiful palaces and yellow stone villages. It seemed difficult to capture its beauty with the camera. But I certainly gave it a try on the few days we were blessed to be there. I’ll always fondly think of this area as the Golden Cotswolds.
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This shows the beautiful yellow fields and the stone houses of the the Cotswolds.
This pair of wild pheasants ate seed from under the bird feeder at our B&B.
Larry and Cindy, who were from Minnesota and in their 70’s, were walking on the public footpaths across the Cotswolds. We met them in an ancient church and then had dinner together.
We happened upon a cricket game and watched for awhile.
Our hosts told us that gypsies were coming into town and not to be concerned. Sure enough, a field was filling up with campers, caravans and horses. Once a year they come to do horse trading.
A lady we met on the street told us how to get to “Bluebell Wood.” What a glorious sight!
My view as I took a walk one morning while Matt was away working.
The skies in England can be so dramatic! I loved how it looked with the sun shining on these building with the clouds building up behind them. I hurried my walk back so I wouldn’t get caught in the rain.
It seemed every home had a sign with a name on it.
St Edward’s Church in Stow on the Wold looks other-worldly with the yew trees growing right next to the door.
Most of the houses in the areas we visited had slate roofs. But this one looked so interesting with its thatched roof.
There are stone walls everywhere! But some are falling apart. Mike told us that volunteers are rebuilding the walls in some areas. They are using the dry stonewall method.
Broadway Tower was built as a folly. But it has a beautiful view from atop it and has an interesting history.
Part of the view from Broadway Tower.
There are still red telephone booths all over. Matt found a geocache here.
I kept trying to get scenic, chocolate box, photos without cars in them. But this shows how it is. Modern people living in quaint, yellow stone villages putting up with tourists taking photos. 🙂
Every little town has at least one old church. They are called “sheep churches” because they were built during a time of prosperity because of sheep farming.
When I saw this, all I could think of was Psalm 23, “The Lord is my Shepherd….He leads me beside quiet waters.”
I’ve loved all the tiny wildflowers of the English countryside.
England has public footpaths all over the place.We met several hikers.
It was difficult to tell which buildings were really old and which ones were fairly new. There are regulations for building in the area. New buildings have to use the Cotswold stone too.
These are the Cotswold sheep. Their wool is exceedingly strong.
It was lovely walking along the water to the mill. We ate in a restaurant just behind it. We did so many things in Cotswold. I’ll have to write more posts about them!