“Nothing ever happens in the country.”
– The Moving Finger, Agatha Christie
Yeah, yeah, it’s nearly June. But as we just returned to the manor for a kick off to summer, I’d be remiss if I didn’t share these photos rediscovered in the depths of my dropbox to give you the sense of both seasons in Rutland at its finest.
We spent the New Year at a friend’s country house with food, games, and inter-war music records in front of fires. Dogs abounded, a carousel of interesting people came and went, long walks were taken. Basically we stepped straight back into the 1930s and were sad to be obliged to resurface when it was over.
7 thoughts on “How I Spent My Christmas/New Year’s Vacation”
It looks very English….:-)
Love the shot of all the wellies…
TERRIBLY English 😉
I guess Hunters are a prerequisite?
It looks lovely! And the photo of the little dachshund wearing his (or her) coat is adorable. 🙂
True story about how I seriously considered stealing that thing and smuggling it home in my bag…it was beyond adorable.