For the last two years while living here in Wales we have chosen to holiday in Wales, albeit many miles further down the coastline, but this year as LH needed a break from the constant driving home at weekends we decided to meet somewhere in the middle.
So last week, early on Friday morning I set off from home, and then a couple of hours later LH set off from his weekday digs ... and we met up in the Cotswolds, at this delightful little National Trust cottage.
Spring Cottage was a lovely holiday home for the weekend.
Cosy and open plan downstairs, with access to a small two tiered garden from the door in the kitchen. Where we made full use of the table and chairs outside and sat listening to the birdsong, both first thing in the morning and in the peaceful hours leading to dusk. We were joined one morning by a Robin who came down to cheekily pinch our toast crumbs on the table while we were still there.
Little corners of loveliness everywhere.
Everything we could possibly need was supplied in the kitchen, although being so narrow it was a case of one person at a time, especially to get to the fridge at the far end.
The large king sized bed filled the upstairs and made for a cosy nights sleep.
The view from the bedroom window ... which was at floor height.
So we had a lovely relaxing weekend. On Friday afternoon just after arriving we crossed the road from the cottage to visit Snowshill Manor, and had a day at the Black Country Living Museum on the Saturday, which was one of the reasons for choosing to stay at this particular cottage, it being just over an hours drive away. (I'll do another post with photos of that if anyone is interested.)
Now it's back home for both of us, and right back to normal ... but full of ideas and feeling just that little bit more relaxed and inspired to carry on with our country living.