on arriving we saw a sign to the church cafe and rummage sale.. and that is where I met Natalie..
then we went to Wellington to post some more parcels and to have lunch.
and we drove to Dunkswell Abbey, so that I could at least get to see it. We wanted to walk, but the paths have been washed away and there is so much water running down the fields and public footpaths that it makes it quite difficult to negotiate.
1201. this is old compared to buildings in Australia and I am still in awe of the ages of some of the buildings here, but most probably will never feel that emotion that I felt at the Lanercost Priory when I was first presented with such ancient sacred buildings. I have a 'thing' about old churches. I don't know why, I just do, it is part of me.Tthe quiet-ness about them as I wander around the yards, it brings peace and I would love to be able to spend an hour alone in each of them - just being.
Church of the Holy Trinity, stands where the Abbey once stood.
after a little time at the Abbey, we drove to Honiton to have a last cup of tea..
so the locals are friendly, it seems it is just the 'city folk' who give the area a bad name, driving like idiots in their barging sports 4x4's, putting everyones life at risk, including ours.
Tonight is our last night in Windover Farm Cottage. We have loved being here, coming home at night, lighting the fire and just being. Tomorrow we are off to Glastonbury for 3 nights and I cannot begin to tell how excited I am about this!!
"I love seeing dock growing wild, beside the roads"
"a little Christmas vignette in a little tearoom down a little laneway"
2013 - a year later
oh! I remember Natalie... and I remember the church yard, the cups of tea, the gorgeous villages in Devon. I was not disappointed at all in what I experienced in Devon. I loved Windover Farm. When I read my words above, I wish I could be whisked back to England. They certainly do Christmas in a wonderful way!!