Autumn

The nice thing (ok, one of the nice things) about being on holiday is the ability to please yourself and choose to do something at a moment’s notice.

The weather was warm, but a bit overcast. Not too far from here is High Beeches, one of a trio of gardens that were created and nurtured by the same extended family. The Gorse Fox and Silver Vixen had never visited it before, and today seemed like just the opportunity.

We arrived early enough to pop into the tea rooms for a cup of the eponymous brew and a snack. Then as the clock struck one, we headed for the entry to the gardens. Being early, as we were, we had the place virtually to ourselves.

It was one of those gardens that kept revealing new views and new palettes of colour as you wandered the grass paths.

As the sun broke through, the leaves exploded into their autumnal hues and whether close up, or landscape views, the place was enchanting.

It was a charming way to spend an hour or so.