It never fails to amaze me how just one night away from home can feel like a week when you get back. Even though I feel somewhat bedraggled after driving some 200 miles, partly because I took a circuituous route through Sheffield to get to Hartington in the Peak District yesterday afternoon and then another getting out of Tatton Park to see friends in Didsbury, it was well worth it for the views.
My phone tells me the settlement in the above picture is Buxton but I wouldn’t discount Hartington as a possibility. The lambs in the next picture, however, were preoccupied with springing around the field and suckling off any ewe, related or not it would appear.
This afternoon, I was equally delighted with the gardens at Tatton Park – taken on a mini tour by a friend’s ten year old daughter. The hot house was one of the best features – can you see the citrus tree in the picture below? I believe it is a grafting of orange, lemon and grapefruit.