Sweet the skylark’s song,
Over fields of lavender,
Where tireless swifts soar.
The sun shone today for the first time in ages so I went off up the hills above Broadway to Snowshill and the Cotswold Lavender Farm. The wonderful aroma of lavender fills the air here, it is a heavenly place. I could hear a skylark singing his heart out although I could not see him. But the sky was filled with the swifts; ceaselessly hungry they swoop and soar for flies. They had to share the sky with a bi-plane which was looping the loop and doing wonderful aerobatic tricks, leaving smoke trails between the clouds.
On the way home I was brought to a halt so many times in farm gateways by the beauty of the Cotswolds. I was mesmerised by a sloping field full of hares! I have rarely seen hares in the wild but today there were whole groups of them feeding happily in full view and occasionally jumping for joy. It was a privilege to watch them and take photos.
I meandered through Compton Abdale so that I could see the ‘crocodile’. This is a very old stone carved to look like a crocodile which covers a natural spring so the water gushes out of its mouth. It looked strange today dressed for the jubilee with a flower crown on its head! There is a tradition of well dressing in England which apparently stretches to springs too!
I could not resist taking a photo of a typical Cotswold stone house complete with roses by the door and wisteria round the gate.
I will post my photos below for you to enjoy.